Blackened blood pumps swiftly,
around decaying spider veins.
Vacant soul and empty eyes,
feel no mercy for your pain.
Decayed lungs inhale deeply,
breathing in the putrid air.
Tears and pleas will do no good,
when trapped in my despair.
Your filth clings to everything,
my pain filled spirit gains weight.
The only way to lighten the load,
is to cleanse and desecrate.
Vile, bile with disgusting dirt,
slice your unclean throats.
Before you perforate my ears,
with your out of tune notes.
Cardinal pools of sin appear,
when peeling layers of skin.
Muscles twitch and contract,
muffled sounds are wearing thin.
Mincing your body to a pulp,
its not for pleasure you know.
The shrinkage speeds up nature,
a gift to earth that I bestow.
Get it over and done with quick,
I have no real need to stay.
Scrubbing the mould from my life,
you cleanse as you decay.
A mission from the holy gods,
eliminate those that become sour.
Dominating all with my control,
I decontaminate, with pure power.
around decaying spider veins.
Vacant soul and empty eyes,
feel no mercy for your pain.
Decayed lungs inhale deeply,
breathing in the putrid air.
Tears and pleas will do no good,
when trapped in my despair.
Your filth clings to everything,
my pain filled spirit gains weight.
The only way to lighten the load,
is to cleanse and desecrate.
Vile, bile with disgusting dirt,
slice your unclean throats.
Before you perforate my ears,
with your out of tune notes.
Cardinal pools of sin appear,
when peeling layers of skin.
Muscles twitch and contract,
muffled sounds are wearing thin.
Mincing your body to a pulp,
its not for pleasure you know.
The shrinkage speeds up nature,
a gift to earth that I bestow.
Get it over and done with quick,
I have no real need to stay.
Scrubbing the mould from my life,
you cleanse as you decay.
A mission from the holy gods,
eliminate those that become sour.
Dominating all with my control,
I decontaminate, with pure power.
Author notes
Prompt; I want you to get into the mind of a serial killer to create your own..go deep, get disturbing..
These are examples of things I will be looking for...
-emotion and feeling
-reason why
-how it was done
-quality over quantity of kill
Went for the more insane angle rather than blood and guts...hope that's ok.
A contest entry
- DW Challenge Round 2 by Ktulu Blackwolfe.
525 points, ended April 22, 2008, 7 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I loved the inane angle you captured it to perfection. Well done with this and good luck to you.
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Oh, wow... That last stanza was just perfect! It tied the whole piece in together nicely, and I definitely picked up on the 'insane' vibe... I went the other way and did the blood-and-guts route. Well done, and good luck!
Laura xxx

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wow. i give, you win. that was amazing!! i was speechless from line one. wow.... i dont know what to say... i dont know if i should even finish mine now, it doesnt even compare. wow. good job, and good luck in the contest!!


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Dark with a capital 'D' Stunning dark imagery here. I can taste the anger and resentment and passion and I love it. It is wonderful deep, and chilling writing. Can really feel the power within this. Well done Lady D.
Love
Wayne Leon

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remind me not to cross you in anyway shape or form okay mommy.. I will steer clear of you for a bit. awesome write that you have here. I love the darkness and the insane killer view. outstanding job.
good luck in the contest
kat





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Very Good
This was very good my dearest Helen.
I don't get a lot of time on the site these days but I try to make the rounds. Hope all has been going good, Must go but think of you often my friend. "BOO" (Love The Page as well!)


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*shivers.... runs and hides* lol... yep, insane serial killer disturbing it is!!! Whoa... fantastic chilling write hunny!!
Like that he was at least eliminating the filth from the earth
Awesome work!


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