Mornin, what brings you here? Didnt expect a victim this early. C'mon in and take a load off. You wanna beer? Its never too early. Coffee just gives me a head ache. I can't get in the mood to tie anybody up when my brain hurts. Anyhoo... It's been awhile since I've had a visitor. A guest, a tourist, a foolish inquisitors. The door was open, I see you let yourself in. The basement isn't just a place to visit. This is a place of sin. To fuck her against the wall, or bend her over a fucking stall. To ruin a man's little girl in a manner of sin. This is where a fucker like me gets to step the fuck in. Sit down little lady, I see you are distressed. Let's wipe the tear in your eye, a sucker I must confess. I am a daddy and take this to be personal. A bastard I am, a daddy I may be. But something about him gives me insight to see. Hell is what I chose, from the tips of my toes to my silly clown nose. Now, you get to leave, I give you reprieve. He has to stay to make me smile. Things I do to him will be bloody and vile. His soul is now mine to choose as I may. What part of his flesh do I serve on a tray. Now, go now and get! Don't ever turn to see. I've given you option to run and to flee. As the door slams shut, I cant imagine you a slut. Your parents will not grieve but give on me praise. Yet only blow this off as a fucked up little stage. She'll leave this behind, Her PTSD after his body they find. Remembering the face of pure evil, because that's what evil begets. I live in the shadows I hide under your bed. I will always be with you, as this is what ive said. Evil never forgets a face nor does he forget a certain smell. Keep fuckin up little girl, and I'll see you in Hell.
© Dale A Martinez