Body To Corpse

The following poem was inspired by a Serial Killer.

I hack
And slice and chop
Like a kid
Syrup sliding down my wrist
Power sponged in the creases

I tell them to stop dripping their tears
On my cement floor
And clawing for their life
As I lure it away

Time wavers
Their eyes drip into clouds
Nothing left inside

The moment dissolves
As I shiver
With blood love

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