SMILE YOU’RE ON CAMERA by Rïén KelsoA Poem by splattercoreSMILE YOU’RE ON CAMERA by Rïén Kelso #poetry #poem #poetrycommunity #horror #death #metal #deathmetal #dailypoem #dailypoetry #splattercore #mutilation #glasgowsmile #drape #display #cut #slice #slasSMILE YOU’RE ON CAMERA by Rïén Kelso Like a twig branch snaps, and a footstep claps. Terrible things shall follow. Every time I look back, I feel your neck start to crack. But that’s because of a strange old shadow. There’s no use in running. You’re going to die here. Gargling on your own saliva as you scream for aid. With every breath you take will be your last. And your lungs will shrink from the inhales that they have made. Just like any old slab of meat you’d find rotting in the back of your kitchen freezer, there’s no use in moping. Start out with a tiny incision, and then tear her flesh open. By the time you know it, a trail of blood was spewing out if her torso. Almost 5 feet away from her actual feet and then again it was even more so . She couldn’t hold herself together, even in after death. Her liver could be seen spilling out onto a plate of grass, I was already out of breath. What a bountiful harvest gone to waste due to some brute’s sloppy work. I have never seen such anger and frustration let out onto a carcass rotting, so I guess that is a perk. Every cut shall count and I wanted to see this piece to shine. Every artist has their tools, I definitely have mine. With a slit and a slash, I can make this piece look alive. While she’s lying there in pieces, pretending everything is fine. With a little touch-up and some direction, she’ll be a live and well. Even a rotten bag of bones can look like a superstar model. Put the arm here, cross the leg there, now she’s in prime position. To make the audience scream and run away was always the original intention and dream vision. In a plain and field, she can be seen from a mile wide. Across from an empty farmhouse, there is where the witness reside. It doesn’t matter if it’s rain or shine, she’s still a beauty to see. Unless you saw her in her hay-day, then you’d be wishing she would have never come across her own fatality. #poetry #poem #poetrycommunity #horror #death #metal #deathmetal #dailypoem #dailypoetry #splattercore #mutilation #glasgowsmile #drape #display #cut #slice #slasher #meat #pieces #corpse #carcass © 2018 splattercore |
StatsAuthorsplattercoreSilent Hill, CAAboutt's plain and simple. I don't give a s**t. Just writing what I'm feeling tomorrow. I can write pieces that will stick to me for a lifetime. I can also throw those very same pieces in the garbage a wee.. more..Writing
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