The Breeze On My Face (Part 2)

You grow lethargic,
        time to get 
  the blood flowing
                            again.
I start a low resinous growl
    near my diaphragm
        letting it build
            moving to my chest
        where it bounces around
in the hollowness
                     growing,
and as it escapes,
        shaking my teeth,
I materialize
              before you,
your scream
     makes my hair stand on end,
          making my lips curl
                      in a vicious smile
and as I stare
     into your eyes
I knot my fingers
              within your hair,
snapping your head back,
          and as
the tears leak from your eyes
I lean in close,
         licking them
              from your cheek
      sooo sweet....
my eyes roll back again
   and in my ecstasy
                    I plunge
            my left claw
      into your belly.
The horrific howl
   you release
shatters my eardrums
          causing them to bleed
              Ahhh....

I twiddle
    my fingers 
         within
     your intestines
to get
    as much
          as I can
from the beginnings
              of your death rattle,
causing you 
     to create
          your own
               beautiful
                      requiem.

Slowly,
     so slowly,
I slide my hand out,
   and as you watch
I play cats cradle
              with your innards
tying them in knots,
      your gasps and whimpers
are like candy
          to my ears,
     so sweet,
              sooo nice,
eventually
     you collapse
         from 
   the delicious pain
and I'm there
           within your
last heart beat,
starting to feed
    before you even
           hit the ground,
flinging chunks
                      of you
like a wood chipper.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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