A Sadist’s Bedtime Story
Lancing boils
Yellow pus, blood
Putrid scents arise
Oh, what a buzz
Cauterizing wounds
Burnt hair and flesh
Sizzle and simmer
I want more, oh yes
Festering open sores
Weep diseases galore
Drip and dribble
Give me more, more, MORE
Devouring cancer
Decimates and destroys
Rot from the inside
Break out the toys
Piercing white bones
Break through frail skin
Mangled flesh glistens
It’s building within
Setting the bone
Sharp and precise
Snap and laugh
One finger will suffice
Forgoing anesthesia
Sew flaps of skin shut
Screams of agony
I’m about to nut
Rippling euphoria
Across the body sweeps
Nightmarish images
I can finally sleep