Post Coital Truncation

Your demise I fantasize, Every time we finish fucking

Nauseated by your presence turn my lusting to disgusting

Reaching beneath the bed, naked helpless flesh inviting

Tightly grasping my machete, Killing you I find exciting!

Awaken to nightmare, in time to witness your fucking death

Buried halfway through the neck,

Embedding deep within the spine, Body wracked with violent spasms

Twitching as I finish hacking,

Shreds from which your head is hanging

Splattering your blood across the floor

Watching your headless body molested before you