Kiss me while you're at it,
Dallas moved over on me.
At that moment they both became aware
the sound,
the hard tap,
the voice slow, deliberately.
Then they stopped,
silence I need you out here.
Moments, shaded the morning light.
Quietly take her out, before the day turns
BLACK
This poem is about a man named Dallas and he is a known as a "Craiglist killer". He goes on dates with people and acts nice but then he kills them. He has found a liking in this so called "Hobby" so, he continues to do it. Therefore, this poem speaks about his next victim and how he "Takes her out"
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