Signed In Blood (Part 2)
Now that no one can escape
its time to turn it up a notch,
going over to my other “victim”
I slam her in the chest
restraining her,
then turn to her acquaintance
shaking my head
as he comes at me
thinking to protect her
and simply lash him up as well.
With all my prizes
wrapped,
playtime can begin,
but with all the pool tables
its too confining,
so to get the festivities started
I flip the one in front of me
out of the way
smashing the people
on the other side
underneath.
Now that has created
a quagmire of confusion,
I dive into the crowd,
teeth,
and scythe like blades
on my fingers
shredding those before me,
quickly bathing me
in their blood,
slicking the floor.
Bloodlust kicks in,
as chunks of flesh
coat my hands and face,
matting down my fur,
drowning me
within my frenzy
and through it all
I’m surprised
at how calm I feel
with the taste of innocence
going down my throat,
sending involuntary spasms
through my muscles.
Something catches me
In the shoulder….
Then another
in the back,
stepping out
of a pile of body parts
and organs
I spin around
wiping my mouth
with the back of my hand
to find a crowd of ten
with pool balls in hand,
I can play along,
stepping towards them
I fan out my tendrils of darkness,
oh this is gonna be good.
They start assailing me
with their projectiles
in a rainbow hued barrage.
As the spheres approach me
I become semi-tangible
allowing them to pass through me
but convulse like
I’m being pelted,
can’t spoil their vigor.
eventually I get bored
and send out my extensions
to catch their weapons
and return them.
I watch one
nearly rip the jaw
off a fellow
hearing the bones snap
while several others
shatter the breast bones
of six or seven,
ignorant fools,
sending them
with bone crushing force
to the wall.
Enough of this,
their will to live
has got me seething,
I whip open
my trench coat
unleashing the utter darkness
within me
in a boiling mist,
lights shatter
and blood slowly
freezes within the carrion
before me
as I cascade
throughout the place.
Copyright © Mark Matthews | Year Posted 2008
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