Poetry by: Candy Vaughnn
A Dagger to Her Heart
Just like in "A Poison Tree," I have let my anger get the better of me. I would really like to see it happen to her, death from a poisoned tree.
Some form of justice would be gladdening. But a dagger to her heart would be saddening. I could get caught and go to jail. But a poisoned tree would leave me innocent, you see.
A dagger to Girlfriend's heart would bring more pleasure. And the death I might just treasure. Alas, I can't do it, for, I don't have the guts. I sure wish I knew someone with a poisoned tree.