Poison Pen

(Free Deeks)

A number of years ago I lived in a flat that was owned by a professional woman who lived in the room above. Throughout the night, I would hear the banging of typewriter keys reverberating through the ceiling above. It transpired that she was writing poison pen letters and sending them to the relatives and friends of people she knew. I moved away from the area, but I often wonder what became of her.

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Hump back hunched over Remington-Rand She punches the keys with long suppressed hate A ragged haired dog adding scent to the crime Slept to the beat while she drummed up those lines Flights of fantasy, diaphanous truth Left an atmosphere that deepened the gloom The stories composed with a long held psychosis She mailed the vile libel without chocolates or roses Signed with no name and a poison pen, poison pen Signed with no name and a poison pen Her victims were stupid, they need education These words were to help so she shared them around She imagined the pain and from that she got pleasure A flood of emotion she would enjoy at her leisure Live by the sword, die by the sword he said So she re wrote the end and it justified the means The ending was more than her world could afford As she found that the pen is mightier than the sword Signed with no name and a poison pen, poison pen Signed with no name and a poison pen Signed with no name and a poison pen, poison pen Signed with no name and a poison pen

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