Sleep that unchanging sleep forever my beauty.
In the blissful dark I can feel the absence of breath.
My pleasures linked to the coldness of death.
I use charm and romance like a worm on a hook.
Beautiful women are all but tragic stems and
limping petals. Something in my soul needing
to strike and kill. Intelligent and cunning , a true
master of timing .
Love in a heart that is crooked and ill
At the hands of a powerful grasp I claim
Another .
Snap , crackle , pop goes the hyoid bone.
Life so precious and fragile manipulated
by my strength.
Look with useless fighting into my lagoon
Type eyes.
You have just been kissed by the Good Night Man.