Goof Night Man

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.