The fog covers me like a blanket,
on this dark and dreary night
I’m looking for the walking dead,
not feeling humble or contrite
My quest to set a poor lass free,
from her mundane life on earth
To carve her a new start tonight,
a gruesome style rebirth
As a doctor and a gentleman,
I choose only those who fit
The would be dregs, the loathsome sot,
or bloody blonde half wit
For fifteen years I “faired thee well”,
most never have been missed
Except the bones some woman found,
the rest never did exist
The rain it helps me in my bid,
the streets desolate and free
A woman comes, seems late she is,
‘tis a perfect sight for me
My service can I render you,
my carriage is in the rear
“I’m late for work and soaking wet,
sir would you be so dear”
Calm thee down; I’ll take you there,
in the coach my lady rides
Let me help you in my dear,
its warm and dry inside
Thank you doctor Lincoln,
my father says you’re always nice
Is that you young Darci May,
I had to look back at her twice
A towel from under the seat I grabbed,
doused with Halothane
As I wiped her brow and face,
the smell went to her brain
That I know her family well,
and I love this little lass
I’ve gone too far to turn back now,
and breathe a sigh: alas
Testing my resolve,
I climb back in to check her heart
Its beating slow, she’s breathing right,
so back to home I start
We get back to the carriage house,
and I carry her upstairs
As she awakes and asks of me,
Darci say your prayers
Tying her to the table,
she’s now waking full of screams
The fire is rising in my blood,
and soon I’ll be redeemed
Again I give her Halothane,
this time she’s kept awake
I tell her just what to expect,
her whole body starts to shake
As she cries I ask myself,
how can I hurt this girl I know
My mind rages with intensity,
my heart is all aglow
I say I do this not for science,
nor am I looking for a cure
I do this just to torture you,
to see what you can endure
Weeping as I slice her arm,
slitting it to the bone
Writhing as I remove the meat,
from cries to full out moans
She pleads; why would I hurt her so,
my eyes they fill with tears
I love this girl and know her family,
I’m conflicted in my fears
I do as I was meant to dear,
you just got in the way
With broken heart I cut again,
with such precision I do flay
As I told her of a fairytale,
she screamed her deaths lament
I whispered sweetly in her ear,
this pain is heaven sent
I cut her there all through the night,
and suffered fits of rage
Any man; who hurt the ones he loves,
should surely be in a cage
My feelings for her would torment me,
to the point I’d almost stopped
But by then she was a skeleton,
even her hair was cropped
A bucket full of flesh lye there,
it used to be a woman that I liked
What madness was this powering me,
why was I so psyched
Appalled at what I’d done to her,
I cried with pure disdain
Though I killed for fifteen years,
this one caused me pain
The next day I went into town,
they said a killer was on the loose
I gave to her father five thousand pounds,
a reward to prompt the noose
The funeral march was solemn,
in my coach his family rode
Dinner was served at my country estate,
in the hall of my abode
The meal was provided,
from the hunt to kill the beast
I donated the flesh that was prepared,
for the people at the feast
Author notes
art no credit given picture not my own.
A contest entry
- Sadistic Intent by Synthetic-Nightmare.
1200 points, ended January 6, 44 entries
Gold trophy winner
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Comments
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too long, dqed
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Brilliant dark work!
Your dark has a sadistic, captivating edge that appeals to my worse nature. Can't ignore it, this gothic horror has held me captive.
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Fantastic!!!
Pure edge of the seat stuff that made for a compelling read & captivated throughout with a strong narrative, flawless rhyme scheme & flow to die for (pardon the pun... lol!)
Keep up the good work & good luck in the contest...
Well done!!!
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It leaves you hushed
after you read it. It had nice Jack the Ripper overtones.
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Totally brilliant in every way. I was so deep into the reading that I didn't even notice rhyme or length, only the story, right to the twisted ending. Read it through again the the whole thing really flows, so very well done.
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I'm speechless, but nevertheless will try to leave a suitable comment.
I shivered through this. Dear goodness, I had chills up and down and up and down my back and goosebumps the whole time. Creepy and sadistic and, the scariest bit of all, realistic. It was amazing, and I must say I loved the rhyme and meter that you managed to maintain. Not an easy thing to do, I know.
I'm so impressed by this piece; you've thoroughly blown me away and scared me silly simultaneously. Wonderful.
Best of luck to you in this contest! You deserve the gold!
-Vivian
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I'm actually scared.
Like, terrified.
And for a poet to make a reader feel THIS petrified, is something that should be given much credit for.
Simply amazing. The vocabulary used was perfect, the rhyming was immaculate, the whole thing is spotlessley perfect.
The tile fits it perfectly. The conflict between the murderer and who he is killing, someone that he loves, would indeed leave him questioning, "is no one exempt?"
This deserves to win. Hands down.
Good luck! You are extremely talented.
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Wow. Now that's dark indeed. How sublimely twisted! You take the reader into the mind of madness quite deeply. How dreadful this story is, and yet how well drawn. Good luck in the contest.
S
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that makes me a little afraid to go out at night.
i can only hope that you do not live in my neighborhood!
I love love loved the ending, it was definitely not expected to say the least. You deserve the gold for this one i must say.
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This is beyond creepy. I loved every part of this and it definately deserves to win gold. I liked the way your killer has remorse and feelings for this one particular kill then the way he showed hospitality to the family of the victim and ultimately served her flesh for dinner..well done!
**Ktulu Blackwolfe**
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*grins eerily*
you have noooooo idea how much i enjoyed reading this. This was EXACTLY what i asked, even better considering you used my name as the victim.....that REALLY did it for me and brought the whole scene to life (since obviously, it was right on my level). I can't think of the words to describe how well this is done. THANKYOU SOOOO MUCH FOR FOLLOWING THE RULES....ALL OF THEM!!!!!!!!!! *hugs*
the killer's emotions were all over the map and very well expressed in the mutilated artwork right through till the end. Almost as if you could be a killer yourself
best of luck to you hun (btw, i was going to write in the rules to take my life in it, but the last time i started a contest where i requested that, it got deleted and i got a warning.....so i reframed. Guess it was to disturbing a request for the ap authority?).
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