cereal mayhem

epidermis raw~
a nightingale hums a melancholy
tune
while steel kisses flesh
in a demented dance
of frenzy.
hurry...they must not know.
a sordid
lust
released to prowl the atmosphere.
chains gone,
desire heightened,
hunger ravenous.
type B flows like a river wild~
undulating its way
from the precision induced
slices
which incite panic
in granny smith.
a sordid smile sneaks
across filthy canines
as lucid images of torture
tantalize
his
libido.
once is never enough...
a climax
embalmed with the stench
of yesterdays souls,
seeks rebirth.
parched brain cells
call out,
with gaping wounds,
at a new twilight
filled with endless possibilities.