My Gift to You
What the Blood Clot
Watching your blood
flow
Like the river at Yellowstone
Serrated steel
Making you smile for
eternity
Watching your horror
mirrored
On the blade’s gleam
Pulling your entrails
To choke you with
them
As I squeeze the last
beats from your heart
Gift wrapping you
with your rib cage
Keeping rigor mortis
from setting in
Killing each of your
organs
Again and again
Filling up an Olympic
pool with your blood
So I can throw you in
Practice life saving
Only to enjoy
drowning you
Again and again
Making you drink
every drop in
Letting your blood
run free
Sets you free
Don’t worry
No need to thank me
My ecstasy is payment
enough for me
From the Big Evil
collection 12/28/16 ©
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