Wednesday, 18 November 2009

Ever so sane


So your time has come
Follow me as I run
For you are in for some fun,
As you sit down and relax
I’ll show you my favourite cat,
With some tea and biscuits we resume
Together we talk together in my room,

Normality is key
For so she knows nothing of me,
Within the mask I hide
Who shall peek inside?

As we sit together
Closer and closer we come
I’ll give you ten seconds to run,
But by my bed you succumb
Wanting some playful fun,
But you should run
For I want some fun,

I ask
“Would you like to see my bat beside, or would you like to see my axe inside my favourite cat,”
She knows nothing of death
For she is a pest,
Laughter fills my room
She is as dim witted as the animal I groom,

I play along and play with her delights
Penetrating her until the end of the night,
She lays in such delight
Like an animals purpose she has served,

But my happiness is a wash
For I want to nail her to a cross,
I talk to her in whispers and riddles
Hoping for her to catch on,
But her dimness is such as the light has set
So I reach out and put on my bit,

Would you like to cry tonight I have said?
Or would you like a head start before you are upset,
I like a good fight
For the meat tastes juicer and sweet
And therefore you are better to eat,

She is ever so sweet
Smiling crookedly through her teeth,
Would you like to play a game?
Would you like to watch TV?
Or would you like to grab the knife close to me?

Her eyes batter as I whisper this to her neck,
Her neck is so small and sweet
Like a delicate flower I pluck
And like a delicate flower I fuck,
She’s frightened with fear it would seem
Sleeping with a man the devil could be,

Like a statue she is set
Frozen still on my bed
Poisoned by the tea that has gone to her head,
I tie her up with such delight
Seated for my special show tonight,

She awakes in a darkened room
In my basement of such gloom,
Dressed for my bride to be
Dressed for the woman to seed,
I crawl to her
Such a talented act
I put my knife across her back,

Rolling it down gently be
Harder and harder still blood is to see,
“You will be seeded by me”
I whisper to thee
Carrying the child I will feed,

She cries with emotion
Such a spirited one
“You want it really”
I whisper to her womb and thee,
This will be over until the time of light
And your dimness will be washed by my delight
So stay seated for I will make you see god tonight,

The day has set
And no screams are no longer met
Sunlight’s kisses whisper upon her neck,
Waking her upon the scene that has been set,
Untied she crawls to the floor
Hoping she sees no more,

Her eyes are shut of own free will
She roams to the corner of the room
She must open for life has bloomed,
For written upon her neck
A message from her groom
Scarred over the letters gloom,

“For now you have something to live for
When you leave this room,
You have lived in a concrete shell all your life
Now I have breathed within new life,
Life will bloom
So you must see it through
For life is not a corner to this room,”

She sees the letters ever so bright
For now she will never be the whore of the night
For now she will set things right,

Looking for the man with such delight
She finds he is plain out of sight,
She walks out the door with such reframe
She walks out the door ever so sane…


Author: Alexander Rason 


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