Saturday, April 29, 2006

An Act

A glint of light
An act of darkness
A revelation of the feral
A diseased mind

At the gorge of insanity
At the brink of madness
At the incline of anger
At the edge of a knife

A hand of the offended
A hand weak in will
A hand Dry with life
A hand to be Wet in death

An eye that effuses horror
An eye that speaks of a sin
An eye that is blind with blood
An eye that wants a glimpse of red

A victim, an offender
A prey and the predator
A death and its creator
A mere nomenclature

The sound of quiet death
A shriek of silence that disturbs
A dance of nemesis
To the gurgling orchestra of death

A glint of light gone red
An edge now crossed
A hand wet with death
An eye with a morbid glance

An act of the creator
The sin or not so much
The Creation of death quintessential
The act of a perfect murder