Makabre Marionetta

Hey mommy I am here to play Daddy and brother are on the way To the underworld where I sent them By gutting tummies and dissecting Innards go to outwards on the floor Faces you can’t recognize anymore Low and behold they still breathe So I drowned them in the kitchen sink Mommy come here, don’t run mommy Fine I will chase you if you wish But now when I get you — Cheshire grin I’m going to take your life to the grave Your going to wish you had stayed Sparks fly on concrete from my blade Mommy — I call through the halls Mommy — my newest leather doll Mommy! I call through the halls Mommy, my newest leather doll Eyes once vibrant and full of life Frozen in time within glass like ice Taxidermist sand fills your rinds Don’t struggle scream or fight Or you will feel a slice from my knife Mommy your lips quiver and shiver Bound to the cold ossuary of mischief Where I been killing kids that went ‘missing’ You raised the perfect little girl all along Perfect at whistling a thanatopsis song Memento Mori-bund and invictus For I am the necromantic enchantment Tragedy fused elegy viral malediction Feel the sweet steel mommy, not fiction First cut was to invoke submission Writhe and twist against her sentence Stand still mommy here comes number two Mama's little chef, stirring a stew of soullessness the final cut, a symphony of silences, as carmine trickles a crimson recipe, where every piece is digested and in the cannibalistic dance, I devour your essence Glazed icons of madness, Mommy my macabre doll stitched and serried in the butcher's gallery of my mind where souls are naugahyde-wrapped, my taxidermied trophies of terror, a cabinet of horrors, forever chilled in time In mother's dark hymn, I'm the soprano of sin warbling sweet nothings of blood and bone as Daddy and brother join the hellish song their voices silenced by my tender touch mashed and drowned, the reapers brush