The Slasher Smasher
Gather 'round the compound for a spell, treat yourself to a true tale
involving the time I found myself on the wrong face of a dime..
an unwilling witness of the dangerously disgusting demise
of a man offering his ten cents.
I was simply in the right place at a time
that neglected to leave
a gift of convenience for me to receive.
Whether or not the killer in this chiller
echoes the song of men
who repent their sin,
their crime is his business.
This insight might shadow me in a shady light,
but I'm glad my lad had
the audacity to ask of me
to fly low and wear my eye mask on the flight.
I lie to myself that it was only for his delight.
Tino likes to role-play, and that's sole-ly why I believe his request was an absolute act
to distract me from the fact
that im' the smasher of a slasher.
To push me off of the trail that leads to the conclusion
That I let my skin smack
with that of a killer who provides a Thriller in the sack.
A flesher-
a man who peals the zipper
to the coat of the skeleton
belonging to a being who bares semblance-
brings me..
pleasure.
This is so captivating... expecting more💯