Scream of the Beast

IV.

I like the taste of thoughts and flesh,
I like them live, I like them dead,
I like them cooked upon a fire,
Sometimes I burn them with desire.

I like to suck the juice from bones,
I like to tear and hear them groan,
I like a lick before I bite
To see the screaming eyes in fright.

I think I like the young ones best,
I like to eat them tart and fresh,
I like to suck into their breasts
And sink my teeth into their flesh.

I like to tear their hearts
That I can see where motion starts,
I like to see it pumping, yet,
I like the luscious color red.

Too, I like to see their sex,
I like to see them bounce in bed,
I like it when they cannot hide
The secrets they would keep inside.

I like it when they purr and moan
…Ah I like them when they groan,
I like to see a weeping eye,
I like to feel a crying smile.

And when I eat I like to roar,
To hear my victims plead in horror,
And when with claws I hold them down
I laugh to hear them scream out loud.

But most I’d like to eat your head,
To rip the skin, pull back the flesh
And sink my tongue in where you live
To take the pleasure you can give.

 

 

 

 





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Michael Curtis is a classical sculptor, painter, and architect who lives in Alexandria, Virginia. His verses have been published in Candelabrum, Blue Unicorn, The New Formalist, The Lyric, American Arts Quarterly, Amphora, Pivot, and many other journals. His translation of Afrikaans verse, “Land of Sunlight and Stars” will be published in 2012.