If I Could Kill

If I could kill anyone,
I’d kill you.
I’d come when you lie,
Dying on a bed of thorns,
Waving cool cure by your face.

I’d stand,
And I’d watch,

And smile.

As I’d hear you scream,
Blood and bone,
As I’d watch your body,
Burn and break.

As I’d feel you die,
An inch from the cure in my laughing hand.

For
If I could kill anyone,

You’d be dead.