CALLING ALL SLASHERS.....

The photo we looked at is of my sister
Holly before we watched a film of her getting
anal fucked by some guy who picked up a knife and
stabbed her six times with it before he shot cum.

His smile radiant as the sun
His eyes blue like the eastern sky
His caress, heat of pleasure
against my skin
loving him, a vocation
serving him, a need
being with him a desire
loving him was my fire
stoked by needs
blown by passion

His love overflowed
from me to her
a woman so fair
I paled to the wall
non-entity personified
she took over
and rode him
like a stallion in vast fields
where lusts surmounted
reasons

The knife I weld
I did not feel
slashing his pretty face
and then his whore
still astride his lower body
I slashed and gored
and their innards poured
splashing into one another
crimson blood they splattered
all over the walls and floor

When at last I was done
they lay entangled in a ruin
where limbs of which and whom
were unknown
so mixed were they….
the glorious feel of vengeance
made me scream in delight
as I dance upon their flesh
under my feet they were at last
laying in pieces of defeat.

As he looked at her sleeping so soundly
He figured she was too much of a nice piece to waste
But he could not help it.

It was in his DNA
He had the knack to lure them
Do them
And then kill them

She would be Number Eleven
As he reached for hunting knife
And slashed her eleven times.

Silence--
night had fallen
breath held
anticipation....

I checked my watch
once more--
"Go" time

Knife out--
I inserted the tip
into the lock

Click!

"Ssshhhh..."
I was in.

(so much to do, so little time)

Must hurry--
Excitement welling fast
There they are...

let the slashing, commence

I removed the protective cap
from the fine tip
and began

I did them all
Cutting marks
and lines
through each..

"Why?"
The prosecution will ask me, later.

"Because the prices were too fuckin' high!"
(I'll answer)
"So I slashed them
and wrote my own , with the Sharpie!"

I am the Night Phantom,
The Price Slasher,
discounting all I see,
sticking it to The Man

Tonight, Nordstroms,
tomorrow,  Abercrombie......

Such beautiful work...

I only remember coming back to my senses in a strange house
My heart is racing and there is a scream trapped in my mouth
I feel eyes upon Me, my enemies are to my right and my left
There is a machete dripping blood in my hand to protect myself
 
As I secretly stepped over body parts trying to make my way out  
The need to escape from the eyes and voices all about
I fumbled all about and finally found my way out back
Hahaha, of course, the way out is always through the back
 
Now feeling the freedom of the darkness closing in like a stranger
My self defenses flew up warning Me of danger danger
My grip tightened about the machete until the handle went numb
The blade began screaming for all taker to come and get some
 
Mentality stepped from the shadows of what should be Me
He is cut from a different cloth, this is his destiny
He ran his finger along the blade as if it was a trigger
Then he sat off on the prowl as my panic turned into a sickened giggle
 
Like a lumberjack, he was cutting down humans like fucking trees
Dissecting screaming limbs like Freddy Krueger or Jason Voorhees
Dick hard as steel, heart again racing, while seeping precum
Their eyes like a deer’s caught in a headlight, panicked and to scared to run
 
The blade is coated from my elbow to the tip it’s coated and slick
He cut one bitches tits and ass off, because she was so fucking thick  
Halves of heads loped off just to get at their mental
Chest opened and hearts ripped out, because Mentality’s so sentimental  
 
A fucking pussy was hack out and that shit fell on the floor
Mentality bowed down to it, licking and fucking it until his dick was sore
He took the machete and opened her mouth and lips, oh so sick
Tongued her severed head and then made her ass suck his dick
 
I really have no control over what or who runs through his mind
Even I was jolted when he caught you masturbating while watching online
Hahaha, breathing increased, fully extended, and all lubed up
Fucking real women begging for dick and you’re in here imagining a fuck
 
I watched as he took each and every step with stealth
As you laid back in the recliner, eyes closed, jacking with a labored breath
I watched him standing by your shoulder as the machete is heft
Swinging with such a force downward that of your hand and dick there is nothing left
 
You spring from the recliner with a severed dick and hand
Your screams piercing his ears and the machete’s whining making demands
I see black as Mentality and Pain blocks my view
But I can feel as the machete hacks through what was once you
 
The darkened pain travels up the blade and we feed with a greed
We share everything evenly to give us what we need
I come back to my mind in a bloodied recliner reclined
Your severed remains all about, machete and dick in hand as I watched porn online

Get a better knife,
cut a throat, get a wetter life.
Get a butter knife
cut a soul and get a gutter life.
Get  broken knife,
cut a tongue, get an unspoken life.
Get a dull knife
cut a heart and get a full life.

I slashed
the day
with responsibilities...

I slashed
the night
with vivid desires...

I slashed
my childhood
with medicine bottles...

I am slashing
my youth
on the dark roads of depression...

I slashed
the net of love
with the flame of candles..

I slashed
the desires of my heart
with the ax of tears...

I slashed
the thirst of water
with people's hatred...