It was an abnormally
warm October
trees were changing
color
spring bulbs were
breaking ground
I was counting the
days 'till Hollow's Eve
The air was still as
death
so dry it stole the
moisture from your lungs
I watched the
Hunter's Moon cross the sky
felt desire return
like an old friend
I continued counting
the days
a nigh and day went
by
I tasted smells
it woke a hunger
a hunger that fed on
fear
arrogance
lust
appetizer
main course
dessert
a smorgasbord
of the tainted
the sick minded
and perverted
he acted like king
shit
pushed people around
took candy from kids
thought he was
untouchable
it made me salivate
I was in the shadows
he was fucked up
I watched him
stumble off to pee
he walked blindly
hairs rose
he opened his eyes
I was the last thing
he saw
Before I skinned him
alive
One
the next was a
husband and father to be
he had a habit
nobody's seen
He liked young men
to dominate
I vexed him to see
me as the perfect mate
He collared and
claimed me as his boy
quickly took me home
to enjoy
in the privacy of
his abode
he stripped me of my
cloths
I stripped off his
plus his skin
I licked the carcass
and tasted sin
his eyes confirmed
he was processing
he started to mumble
to say something
blah blah blah was
all I heard
I started to laugh
it was so absurd
Two
He belittled
superstitions
he bullied the weak
and small
He hid behind a
tough guy façade
we started with
simple conversation
it grew to
hypothetical questions
we created virtual
realities
then I made one
scenario come alive
where he was the
victim
I was the sadistic
cannibal
he was delicious
as a token I kept
his tanned hide
three
twilight
the morning sun
threatened
I've gathered three
the winds changed
chord
group psychosis
paranoia was gone
the beast was fed
It was satisfied
went back to
counting the days
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© 2016 by Patrick B Vince
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