A Madman Makes Love

Right now youre sleeping the sleep of the drugged
I prepare you, undress you, tie you down
not too tight so you hurt yourself when you start to struggle
then i wait for you to awaken
I feel your body with my hands
marvel at the little goosebumps raised on skin
that looks smooth as cream

I hear you moan
you're coming back to conciousness
It's time to begin
I grab the first instrument
Ignoring your cursing and begging
I know its not you its just the drugs

I run the long blade down the inside of your arms
Lightly for the knife is razor sharp
And I dont want to end this to soon
You're whimpering now it sounds so good
I feel myself getting aroused

Next is that skin
I want a piece of it to remember you
I start slowly carefully
but I get so excited by your screams I forget myself
I lose control just cutting and pricking and
stabbing as I please  

Close so close
There's a gurgling sound
It's coming from you
Then I realize what i've done.
One last bubble of blood escapes your ravaged throat
Youre dead You didn't last
Like all the rest.
I'm so sorry you weren't the one.

I take one last look at you
the perfection you once were
now a bloody lump
I feel a stab of pity
then I turn around and leave.
You were good while it lasted.