Sincerely, Jennifer x

Good morning, Starlight.
I am awake,
encased in your embrace.
My beauty is stained with blood,
resting on your chest,
a tapestry of scratches,
I am proud to have sewn.
It has been six hours,
since we saw our subject.
I purr your name,
an eager kitten,
sleepily,
softly padding after you,
to the car,
to see our latest adventure,
in the frightened, febrile flesh.

Ah, yes.
He sleeps so sweetly,
his glassy eyes gaze,
burning a hole through the map of hair
and splatter stains,
that tell a story,
on the carpet of your car trunk.
Gold and red,
go so well,
underneath the morning sun,
that illuminates what we did,
when the moon came to visit.

As the cold air eats away at us,
I lay,
playful,
in his tomb,
as you wrestle with your guilt,
and his corpse,
in low, lazy grass.
Chainsaw changing the scene,
as I dream of tonight’s adventure.
Moonlight.
Music.
Murder.

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