The Suicide Of A Monster

So dark and I love it!


I feed you the noose through a sliver in the door
And you put it around your neck and ask for one more
And for my part I can’t think of what for
“Do you have two necks?” I whisper “no” you say “I have four”
I peer through the sliver and quiver
Four necks and four heads peer back
Big bulging eyes as the rope takes up slack
And all the necks snap
And to the floor crack
One body
Four heads
Eight eyes bulging dead

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