The Carnival Feeds

The tent swallows you whole,

Laughter curdles into moans.

Painted lips, dripping red,

I kiss your throat while you beg.

You thought it was fun—

A game, a show…

Now you dance for me,

While your lifeblood flows.

The carnival feeds, the shadows breathe,

Your heart is the drum, your death my creed.

I savor the taste, the twitch, the sigh,

Pleasure erupts when I watch you die.

Hahaha—

The curtain falls, and so do you.

Hahaha—

I drink the silence, raw and true.

Your skin splits like silk in my hand,

The crowd applauds, they’ll never understand.

I paint the floor with your final scream,

This is ecstasy—this is my dream.

Every pulse inside my mouth,

Every gasp a sacred vow.

The carnival feeds, the shadows breathe,

Your heart is the drum, your death my creed.

I savor the taste, the twitch, the sigh,

Pleasure erupts when I watch you die.

Lick the blood, taste the fear,

Every victim keeps me near.

Skin and bone, flesh and sin,

The real show starts when the lights grow dim.

The carnival feeds, I drink, I burn,

Your body breaks, and still I yearn.

Every kill’s a holy rite,

I find my pleasure in endless night.

Scream again, darling…

It makes me wet.