The Show

Deep underground,
beneath the worms
and the dirt,
is a place where
the demons and ghosts
come to lurk.
In the red light of Hell,
you can take off your
skin, dance around in
the flames. Laugh at the
stains, the blood on your hands.
Drop the knife and scream
just to make their
skin crawl.
Pop out your eyes,
let the bugs crawl inside.
The vampires will come
to kiss you good night.
Rip out your heart,
serve it up on a plate.
Stomp on the corpses,
breathe in the dust.
We’ll chew on the bones,
feed on the horror.
Over there is the woman
we lynched just for fun.
Chokings her pleasure,
she don’t care much for the kiss.
And then there’s the man
who will stare and he’ll laugh,
but there’s nothing
funny about his sewn smile.
Let’s shoot out our brains,
it’ll be fun, you will see.
You’re just on time
for the penitence play.
Enjoy the show, sugar.
For us, it never ends,
even after you corrode.
Even after you’re under,
You’ll never escape.