I follow you into the night
a black crovv in flight
this Machete in my hand
to slash at vvhat I please
if you scream
I vvill enjoy it

     M
         O
             R
                 E

Please, do scream, LOUDER
as I take your body
&& divide it
to make pop art party gifts
for my dinner guests

                                 M
                     O
           R
E

Teeth, vve like them the best
they shine just right on fishing line
reminding me of a childhood
that I once had, it vvas mine
long   l  o  n  g   ago
it vvas stolen
they made me become
vvho the Ripper is