Why So Serious?

A Poem by Joey Martinez

A sinister crimson smile spreads across my lips
thinking wicked thoughts while knives I equip
my inky dark eyes narrow as I step into the street
I have a dark night ahead and a hero to beat
I feel it's time for a new villain to grow
one whose not afraid to watch the blood freely flow

I'm gonna show this city who's really in command

hey batman, its me your biggest fan!

I'm going to play with his fragile little mind

he's gonna think everything is going fine

until I show up just on time

to make this city and its people fears unwind

I see my victims I want them to fear me

I ask before I kill them, one last query,
“Why so serious?” I laugh viciously, as they get teary

I go on a rampage until the batman comes

but no sign of him, so my work here isn't done

so here I am carving smiles into their faces
dicing their flesh into ribbons and laces

I wait for the hero to try and save the day
anticipating a new game for me to play