Poison Pen

I make them fall in love — then out again

I make them fall in love — then out again

Photo by Milada Vigerova on Unsplash

This pen in my hand,
A poison pen,
I make them fall in love
Then out again
To draw them close
And let them in
Then leave them twisting
In the wind

Like a crumpled page
Stained with bleeding ink
Pen taps my lips
As I start to think
Then put pen to page
And start again
To summon 
The next victi…