And so we message back and forth
A curious banter
Of weird questions and unusual quirks
What's your favorite color?
Who's your favorite actor?
And
Yet
We could talk about deeper things.
The things lurking beneath even the darkest parts of you.
Like
Your past, present, future
How cruel the world is
What's your favorite serial killer?
The deeper we go, the worse it gets
And the more I start to sound cruel
I'm almost to the point where I'm scary
No longer cool
"Want to come over? Time to play 😋"
On a pig farm far far away
You agree,
And I proceed
To lay all the tarps and gear up in plastic
Have my freezer prepped
Come on in, grab seat
Let's play meet and greet
Hello I'm Psycho,
And what is yours?
You stutter out a name I can't repeat
Which is sad, this was super neat
I lick my knife clean
And remove the rest of your body from your seat
Time to prep and freeze.
Then off to the pigs with the rest
Except of course, teeth.
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