04 October 2014

with a sadist

at first I thought I was only dreaming
could have sworn by the way it all started
was jolted awake by a bad feeling
every nerve felt constantly bombarded
mouth opened, I was silently screaming
felt like my soul was being discarded
it was than I saw a gleam in your eye
enjoying my pain, please god let me die

in the background, I heard a violin
shutting me up, stuffed my mouth with a rag
than you methodically peeled off my skin
with a blade that constantly went zigzag
the whole time sporting a psychotic grin
and putting the parts in clear zip-lock bags
melodies help you keep your composure
while you dispose of any left overs

Ottava Rima Poem
Copyright © 2014 by Patrick B Vince

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