The basement was damp.
"I love you,"
she said,
as I finished pouring gasoline,
on her ******* body.
"Shut up,"
I said,
as I lit the match,
and dropped it on her.
"I love you,"
she screamed,
as I watched her burn,
from a far.
"I love the smell of burning human flesh,"
I said back,
and smiled.