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I look into your face of Evil You choke me out twice You carry a kill pack at all times You may need a knife to slice It takes a certain kind of person to feel at home in a stranger’s house You creep around the sleeping hound as quiet as a mouse Your glinting blade catches the light from a night lamp in a little boy’s room You stand and watch him…

Me doing my thing at the Dargaville Club in Northland NZ There’s something about me that I don’t share much with my readers. Besides singing covers in a band called The Ready Groovers Band, I also write original songs with one of my very accomplished guitar playing members. Something amazing happens up there on stage. Not every time we play, but sometimes, and it only lasts for the song,…

I was reminded to clarify this, by a comment and I thank you; this is how it feels to the person who is so broken they can’t see any future or hope. Of course there are so many more options than suicide, but to the suicide victim there is not.

Crimes so heinous have made you famous While your victims lie deep in the dirt Your name is remembered with murder it is tempered Those left behind in a life drowned with hurt Your face is well known a killer repeatedly shown The victims in photographs quietly inert Kait King 2017

I want the truth The truth about you Not the bullshit Covering your skin But the real you The real one within I want to see you To see you naked Stripped of all worldly things Nothing to hide behind Show me you Bare naked Let me into your mind Kait King 13th September 2018

“I am not thirsty – I am the tall glass of water.” Kait King 19. 12. 2024

Listen to an episode of my podcast: King Seat or Hell Hole: A creepy tale of an experience I had in an old insane asylum https://anchor.fm/kait-king/episodes/King-Seat-or-Hell-Hole-A-creepy-tale-of-an-experience-I-had-in-an-old-insane-asylum-e14it96