I
don't know why I enjoy picking meat off the bone with my teeth while
it's still raw and bleeding, the warmth of the corpse still emanating
I
don't know why I enjoy tearing through the flesh and severing the
jugular vein or pressing my fingers into the eyes until the
intraocular
fluid ran down their face
I
don't know why I enjoy the sound of the bones breaking in the the jaw
as I'm ripping off the lower part leaving the tongue flapping in the
wind or the sound of a blunt object cracking open the head exposing
the brain that was hiding within
I
don't know why I enjoy the feeling of rolling around in the innards
of my victims or why I collect the teeth and nails as souvenirs
I
do know that I get a tickle when I have lady fingers, considering
it's so literal
it's
funny, lighten up!
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