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Silicone
I remember that one night when I was younger, when I was for no reason at all wandering the half empty parking lot of a Walmart at 10pm smoking a cigarette, alone as I saw a young couple kissing. They seemed to share a passionate desire for one another, leaving every sin behind them probably thinking, ‘hmmm let’s forgive and forget and move on with our lives’. I watched them like the creep I was and still am as I passed them by with a twisted envy grimace on my face contorted with full-throttled hellbent anger. Watching him smear his diseased lips across her face just knowing later that night she was going to give him PUSSY. I took a deep breath and said to myself muttering “damn..what a fucking cunt”. The fucking skinny jeans and the flannel shirt and the mohawk, not even bothering to take off those goddamned hipster shades. Molesting her with his aura which said “BUZZKILL” in big capital letters. I remember once wanting to see the pigs until I realized they all had boyfriends. Later in my apartment that night I’ve started watching a series of horror movies noticing the female victims always seem to be more gullible, dying quicker than the other victims, even the black guys which was no surprise (no I am not racist). I then thought, if only I were a serial killer, a mass murderer, or better yet Death himself. If I were Death indeed it would be a lot easier killing my victims but I’d rather take my sweet time torturing them and watching them bleed, especially the females. I know I’m misogynistic and you may be thinking why be Death when you could really kill anyone no matter who the fuck you are?. Simply I’d just like the feeling of being the Grim Reaper. If I were him in the flesh I’d be proud to lure innocent girls into my black windowless van only to bring them to secluded areas and rape them and murder them with various tools. Proud to finish the work of the Hillside Stranglers, Fred and Rose West, Arthur Shawcross, Peter Suttcliffe, Ted Bundy, Andrei Chikatilo, Daniel Camargo Barbosa, Pedro Alonzo Lopez…all female serial killers and rapists of course. If I were Death I’d be butchering, mutilating, raping innocent girls even after killing them, strangling them, tying them up in basements while torturing them with rodents. I’d hang a girl from her face with hooks and chains, just because she has to be so fucking complicated, always cold or hungry. To make things simple I went on my computer, logged into my email and clicked the link to the escort service that was in my junk mail. 500 bucks an hour for some dumb blonde with huge tits and a big ass, a MILF probably filled with all kinds of diseases. Two hours later we’re drinking Martini’s, conversing about our occupations and meaningless life bullshit. When she finally strips naked I find myself doing the work of Patrick Bateman filming the action, any position you could imagine. Only 30 minutes later her hands are tied up in the bathroom, hung from the shower curtain rod and I’m shocking her with a cattle prod, thinking of maybe blowing her brains out with my sawed off shotgun I keep under my bed, or better yet Death by a Thousand Cuts?…nah. Instead I use my machete slowly slicing off each leg and watching her squeal like a stuck pig with the bloody rag in her mouth. Surprised she’s not yet dead I put on some chemical resistant gloves and pour some hydrofluoric acid onto her wounds, the screams escalating, which I enjoy yet somewhat sad that the neighboring tenants are not hearing this. I poke a hole in her tits with a knife watching the clear liquidy silicone drip out of them, thinking why I’ve never had so much fun in ages. I get tired of torturing her so I untie her, her body falling into the cold dry bathtub. I then decide to leave her arms intact, pouring the rest of the hydrofluoric acid over her watching her flesh disintegrate. Afterwards I’m watching TV in the living room, Comedy Central which has gone to shit completely while her body is in a black trash bag and all I can think is damn…she had a tight pussy.
Entered in the "Death Dealer" competition
Entered in the "Death Dealer" competition
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