Lusting

I look at you,
And you at I,
And you cower,
And I rise...
A dance of death.

I long for your bones to crack,
Break,
Shatter,
Vaporize.

I want you to be crushed,
Under the weight of stones and guilt.
Your gasping, the essence of sweet operatic threnody.

Before I go on,
Before these actions are performed,
You will feel the sting of apathy.
You will taste the blood of invisible wounds,
And I will vomit the lye that I was force fed,
Into you,
So you may feel the toxic blackness permeate into
The very fiber of your already corrupted soul.

And then I am on the attack,
And then I leap onto your back,
And dig my nails of betrayal into
Your leather skin.

Like a viper,
I'll unhinge my jaws and
Lunge and
Sink my fangs into your body.
Venom coursing through and passing
Into your arteries,
Veins,
Capillaries.
With the sole intent to seek and destroy.

I will take all you hold dear,
Dangle it by a thread,
And drop it from miles high,
Smashing into the pavement.
Followed by a swift stomp.

The plague of wrath will reap upon you
What you have sown,
Six fold.
Do you understand what I am conveying?
You will die.

But before that,
I'll make you slither on the cold earth.
The apple offering serpent you are,
Should be familiar with that.

What a fucking waste of existence.
It will be a merciful murder
On top of being pure ecstasy,
To rip your tendons at the joints.
To have the sick pleasure of
Watching you cough out your larynx
As I run you through with no weapons but my voice and hands.

I will leave you,
A slab of rotting flesh.
Not fit for the vultures to feast on.