Your personal boogie man.

i'll wait deep and secluded within myself,
and from the outside protect my back, meditate
for now as my ipod croons classical scores and
inner tumult tears monsoon rampages ravenous within.
Oh my God I can barely contain myself, but manage,
never have I been so torn, for my revenge concise
as occlems blades, demure as a newborn child and
heady, I have befriended you, my undoer, you have
taken me within your confidence, for this I finally
swoon hiding within your home for night-times sacred
and succinct signs to intone, the final tv quelled, your
children deep asleep and you hardly stirring awaiting rest.

My knife is cold and condemning against my thigh, tucked
and protected from outside sight, lifting my shirt to
assure its place the blade swims in bliss as the moons tinge
betides the sacrimonious succession of melodic dance, playing soft
against the floors the silhouettes of we two stirring now appear.
i creep ever quiet through the home, it spits maledictions
hoary and vehement against my tasks, begging and pleading for my
reprieve, asking the windows to howl, old oaks bowels to ravage
and rekindle life in Sean's mind, but failing, I ebb ever closer.
My heart beat unstill, turbulent and unrelenting, my blade scowling
to taste the liquor ruddy rush and edge past the cusp of mortality,
for even as life fleets, it might be entranced, taken by the harmony
of alive, one time, inanimate, becomes live, and discovers it within his
husk, as I peel him slice by slice, all done by my illustrious bride.

I muffle each of his childrens slumber sighs with a towel dripping
of ether, subdue them, jam the doors and continue onto his room-
the wife is gone, on some fucken work tour of her corperate offices
up state, just he and I, and of course, my love this stainless machete.
oh, how peaceful he is, resting 'pon the velvet wings of rest assuaged
and still, while I stand bereft, raging alit with anger and anxious,
another dip into my ether, a towel imbued now I ensure he remains asleep,
collecting his body wrapped cozily in his sheets, with him upon my shoulders
I revel in the night camouflage and careen out his home and into the dark-
 

Crawling through hell now, and strapped to my kitchen table we
two divine the deepest circles of perdition with my deeds,
Dantes cantos couldn't define two will play, tonight aligning with the celestial oceans, the cosmic serenity- when a blood sacrifice sustains life, here, and now.
First I await you, awaken my friend, arise for without fear of death,
it is nothing but transition, like sleep to awake, night to day,
passing seamless and we cannot lead our task here astray, we need
this moment to stay. Im transfixed by you, as your left eye shutters you arise.
Eyes alive, yellow with fear strong and devout now I cut the webbing
of each finger and toe, oh you panic, the timidity, I cringe with delight as
my table turns flushed with life from the dim foreboding plain and dreary
white. I whisper invocations to ascertain your soul, deep ancient
curses to trap it here, your punishment must last. sleep shutters like
roaches when the lights come on,  your eyes stern and vivid,
you seem to understand why Im your personal boogie man,
I run my blade into your chest,  gag your mouth for the
neighbors are home and we can't be caught before my job is done,
a grinding as my hack saw gristle by gristle gnarls through your third rib,
working slowly, to assure your lungs safety I work a tenuous and
exact path, bone being sliced the song of the angels as you fade in and out
of rest, the shock of these moments are almost too much, you
pass at the sight of your rib, but do come back soon for you have
much to give. I split the bicep and perouse through the muscle as if
Im traveling through your being, rile and writhe, let me know its real,
panic and scream, lets lust in your shouts,shallow as they might be
since your mouth is gagged, arms strapped and my stare all here containing you.