I don’t need blood
no blood at all
as a god I can survive on anything
don’t need a seducer
for a sex crazed night
no, I don’t need that
still I seek it out like a man possessed
oh how I love subtle twitches
the ones right before death
they cry for their life
now bodies pile in my cemetery
not because it’s my nature
a design from a higher power
or some glitchy genetics
no, because it’s my will
you can call me a greedy fuck
I get so hard when they’re helpless
it’s so funny
“no! no! please!!”
tell me more about your husband
how about your kids?
I have all night to listen
and I do enjoy a good tragedy
I’ll even pour you a drink
play some classical music
right before tearing you
limb from limb
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Halloween brings out the crazies…
And crazy good poetry.
I could make this a metaphor for so many things, but not today.
Awesome ink, my friend.
Thanks friend. Glad you liked my spooky ink 🔏
You’re welcome. Stay cool, Nick DC
This is cool. I can even pour you a drink. Nice
Thanks friend. I very much appreciate the read.
Ted Bundy would smile reading this. 🙂
Humanity is far scarier than any monster story.
Thanks for the read friend. I very much appreciate it.
Powerfully penned, Nick. I concur with Tim, it does give me Bundy vibes. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
He was as much a monster as it gets for sure.
Thanks for the read friend. I very much appreciate it.
Well, you sent shivers down my spine, that’s for sure! harriet-jacqui xx
Hopefully not too scary. Would hate if you lose sleep hehe.
Thanks for the read friend. I very much appreciate it.