Villainess of the Night

Clip Clop
Clip Clop
horses on the trot
taken from behind
gloomy gas lit night
come play with me
hither and yon.
Nimble
dance with misted wraiths
shadows prey
hungry
blade
razor rapier
tear into your heart.
Cry
moan
beg for me
beg that I release you
to death
to anything
but the dying pain.
Butterfly strength
mask covered face
sweet mint breath
hot on the neck
flick my tongue
tasting your fear
tinged in copper blood.
Race through darkened streets
terror filled glance
back
should have stared forward
my ability to track
to move
cat like grace
so well known.
Gore dipped blade
my breath
my breast
not ragged
not rent
turn
skip
walk away
Jane the Ripper
here to play.
©Feb. 18/20
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Macabre Melody

Deep beneath
chained to walls
bleeding black
with wet blood
back slashed
wicked whip
screaming with pain.
Leather tipped
scoring
lash upon lash
death cannot come soon enough
he knows
how to make them endure
keep them alive
as he plays his sick games.
Girls
women
he cares not who he takes
no rhyme
no reason
behind this carnal bliss
he finds
with each pain filled cry.
he croons
stroking hair
tongue lathing blood
drinking
his ugly need.
When this live doll is dead
bones will be bleached
strung together
hung from trees
clickity clack…..
clackity click…..
falls asleep
to dream
to drool
over the bones of his victims
perfect musical art.
©Feb. 9/20
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