Necrophilia.

Face down.
Eyes blind.
Mouth slack.
Body twisted awkwardly.

Dead.

I smile as I run my tongue over my lips.
I could be dead too.
Join your little parade.
The march of little creatures,
crawling through our corroding flesh.

Face down.
Eyes blind.
Mouth slack.
Body twisted awkwardly.

Dead.

Shiver in the moonlight.
Shimmering seas of blood flow from your broken skull.
Maybe I'll take an boat, and sail away from this God forsaken mess.
Ha! God never loved you.
Look what you've become.

Face down.
Eyes blind.
Mouth slack.
Body twisted awkwardly.

Dead.

Oh hunny, hunny.
I ain't done with you yet.
Necrophilia.
My living flesh on your rotting skin.
Your pain, for my pleasure

Face down.
Eyes blind.
Mouth slack.
Body twisted awkwardly.

Dead.

Smile as I join the parade.
Gun in hand.
You and me.

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