To the Publisher

TO THE PUBLISHER > > I read and find your request intriguing > you ask for bizarre tales for your book > and I’m cheerfully ecstatic and disposed > to send you a particularly special poem > in which you will find yourself taking center stage. > > I know you and your dreams > I will send you what you’re due > but first I must prepare > to dare to feed your need. > > You will be the story > for you will make a great hero > of this tale of gut wrenching woe > this eerie tale will be well-calculated > to keep you locked in your room > locked and barred, awash in a sea of dread and gloom > It will be a great test of my surgical skills > you will be the focus of this narrative! > > I foresee the focal point for this body slicing tale > the extinguishing of your life > all in gruesome detail it will be the rage > because it will be you! > > You will love it! > I can’t wait to begin my plan > all with your perfect body in mind > look for me in your imaginings, as > they turn from fancy dreams to bloody screams > > At some time in the darkest of nights unbeknownst to you > I will come to your bed in all my glory > hauling my tools of pain to butcher and dismember your body > I will give release to my sadistic side > > I will create your desired perfect tale of horror, > bit by bit, piece by surgically-removed piece > it will be the bizarre account you have been asking for > and it will be perfection > > My goal will be to give you a great show > with a bloody exhibition of how > to slowly extinguish a life > all in its gruesome detail. > > I will tape it > so everyone can see how carefully and deliciously > I prepare your individual guts, cook and eat them > I’ll bet you’re real tasty > > It will be you and only you > you will love it! > I can’t wait to execute my plan > exclusively with you in mind > > Wait for me in your dreams > as they turn to gory nightmares > when sometime on the darkest of nights > I will crawl into your mind > and create my masterpiece — YOU!