You lie naked before the hearth
Naked and intoxicated
Constricted by the telephone cable
Around your wrists and ankles
There are bruises on your knees where you fell
And a bloody mess of hair
Where the poker left its mark upon your head
I pull back your eyelids to reveal your eyes
Your eyes that have looked upon another
Your eyes that have sinned
I caress the liquid sack
Before plunging my finger deep into the eye cavity
I flick the ball from its socket
And watch it hang across your face
Before ripping the sinuous stalk from your head
I cast the eye to the embers
And watch it sizzle and pop
You lie naked before the hearth
Naked and soft
Restrained by the collar around your neck
That is secured to the mantle
Cigarette burns brand your back and arms
And a bloody mess of hair
Where the poker left its mark upon your head
I kneel upon you forearm to hold your hand firm
Your hand that has touched another
Your hand that has sinned
I pull the serrated blade of a bread knife
Deep through your wrist
Ripping flesh and vein and then burying into the bone
Back and forth, the blade runs deeper
‘Til I reach the floor
The bloody stump pumps plasma with no care
I cast the hand to the embers
And watch it blacken and spit
You lie naked before the hearth
Naked and firm
Defenseless from the drugs within your veins
A broken glass embedded within your thigh
And a bloody mess of hair
Where the poker left its mark upon your head
I run my hand across your chest, the shell that holds your evil heart
Your heart that has loved another
Your heart that has sinned
I stand, raise a heavy booted foot and stamp upon your frame
I then use the already bloodied knife to remove the flesh
I reveal a mess of broken ribs and muscle
Then squeeze your heart within my hand
I sever the veins and arteries
And free it from your still warm corpse
I cast your heart to the embers
And watch it shrivel and ooze
You lie naked before the hearth
Naked and dead
Condemned by my jealous heart, although you never really strayed
I swore I’d never give you the chance
In this way you can never hurt me
And our love will last forever.
Author notes
A very graphic and quite nasty free verse poem this one.
A contest entry
- Pure Hatred, Gore, Terror, And Horror by Chemicals.
550 points, ended March 11, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Dark, dark, and even darker by Luciferschild.
600 points, ended February 24, 94 entries
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Comments
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very well written and extremely gory. i liked every single line especially the part about the eyeball. thank you for entering and good luck
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Gets better everytime i read, awsome imagery, really good luck in the contest. xxxx


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Very nice imagery! It painted a very vivid picture! Also, this poem flowed very well, which is sometimes hard for free verses or other non rhyming poetry. Nice writing and nice sence of darkness. Keep up the great writing and good luck in the contest.





