#shapeshifter - Hello Poetry

You ensnared me like a dog in its cage Locked me down in your cellar drove to my estate told my son it would be okay Massacred my family with my face And made sure to replay it for me everyday: recorded the depravity so I could see it on tv -Said to me: "I know your heart is bleeding. I will set you free when you watch, Without shedding a single tear." -I remained locked up for close to a year I needed to know why you would trap me here just to let me walk away when you finally released me at gunpoint; I learned to keep my tears at bay Your response when I pressed for a reason: "...its just a game I play." You set lives on fire then set us free How many suicides have you kept as trophies? Does it tingle like a wet tongue on your neck, When you rip a life apart? Presenting to us the imploded pieces Like a perverted work of art? You psychotic shapeshifter you sicken me You serial-stealer of sacred space You think the human race is a plague So you became, "The Locust-Eater" Playing out macabre fantasies With such swift shifts of physical features You delight in deriving such clever machinations To deceive us ... ...but can you deceive yourself? Underneath the bone and sinew - you are still just YOU ...even though you masquerade as everybody else How can I spot a chameleon in a kaleidoscope? Belay your false colors. Show me your true shade. I studied you Created a secret space- like you Where I could stash you safe Poured through claims of being kidnapped By a being who could change its shape Corroborated their claims-by the dates Of misdeeds they were framed for -And when they took their own life In my research I found a smoking gun -In your case your kryptonite You must regress to your real skin once every month So i set out ... picked just the right target... ...and started to hunt To lure out the chameleon... I captured something... That I think you might love. You wore Anessa's life like a glove Was she to be your masterpiece? You committed a crime so brazen- as her it went viral within a week you stole her child in the darkness of night, Anessa's husband- that child's father Must have been filled with such awful fright He called authorities, you fabricated stories you turned the victim into a suspect Over a single fortnight Not long after he was killed in a drunken bar fight As Anessa you were spotted months after Ignoring a green light of a busy intersection Parked in the middle of the road Placed their child on that busy street Then sped off in the other direction Anessa was blindsided when you finally let her go Oh, i bet you waited with bated breath For her self-removal from the world? You ensured she would never again Get to hold her baby girl But Anessa never gave in Did her steadfast resolve feel like I rash upon your skin? Where it festered forming feelings foreign to a fiend such as you? You scratched that itch Began by sending her anonymous gifts Even started shifting into her too Stalked her waking moments by engaging her as a stranger: all the while unaware your sick infatuation: Had put her in danger I'm counting down the clock I kidnapped maybe her or You I left my address at Anessa's house A note saying, " this is a game I play now too." Soon now: a month will have passed And it all comes crashing to A head: at last. So shed your skin Prepare to fight This vendetta ends here: Tonight. There is a lighter Just waiting to ignite. A knocking at my door A knot in my stomach Anessa...( or is it You) bound beneath my floorboards? I peer in the peephole then pull You (Or Anessa) out of that hidden hole I drench us both( for every second You stole) I pour it all over ( my life will never be whole) I douse everything in here in gasoline Confess your sins (before the fire finds them out) Its time to come CLEAN!!! And it seems: I will be dipping my hands in red tonight. This will all end in the worst way. I open the door let Anessa( or You) In She runs to my captive saying, "Where do I begin?" "I made something of my life after it let me go At first, it caused the Locust-Eater misery You see it toys with humans: ones it knows are weak I was so meek and feeble before we met... Yet,I'm the one person it failed to defeat Its game gave me strength i never knew... ... resolve had always,somehow,eluded me I do believe its games are vile...but, They are necessary? Please,kill me instead "...but let the Locust-Eater free" the captive Anessa(or You) begins thrashing their feet I yell," which one of you killed my family?!" They both calmy respond: " Me." The lighter flicks in my hand I'm unable to speak A month has passed Which one is the one I seek? They both insist I let the other go And you should know: it slips from my hand The lighter(like my grip of reality) falling faster with exposed flame adhering to the clear rules of gravity The two Anessa's embrace. They both begin to burn. False colors from the chameleon fade out. Hungry flames swallow me whole. I am( am I?)... seeing the Locust-Eater's true shade: This is how I take control. -

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Feb 3, 2023

Feb 3, 2023 at 2:48 AM UTC

Uncannyjason

The Locust-Eater.

You ensnared me like a dog in its cage Locked me down in your cellar drove to my estate told my son it would be okay Massacred my family with my face And made sure to replay it for me everyday: recorded the depravity so I could see it on tv -Said to me: "I know your heart is bleeding. I will set you free when you watch, Without shedding a single tear." -I remained locked up for close to a year I needed to know why you would trap me here just to let me walk away when you finally released me at gunpoint; I learned to keep my tears at bay Your response when I pressed for a reason: "...its just a game I play." You set lives on fire then set us free How many suicides have you kept as trophies? Does it tingle like a wet tongue on your neck, When you rip a life apart? Presenting to us the imploded pieces Like a perverted work of art? You psychotic shapeshifter you sicken me You serial-stealer of sacred space You think the human race is a plague So you became, "The Locust-Eater" Playing out macabre fantasies With such swift shifts of physical features You delight in deriving such clever machinations To deceive us ... ...but can you deceive yourself? Underneath the bone and sinew - you are still just YOU ...even though you masquerade as everybody else How can I spot a chameleon in a kaleidoscope? Belay your false colors. Show me your true shade. I studied you Created a secret space- like you Where I could stash you safe Poured through claims of being kidnapped By a being who could change its shape Corroborated their claims-by the dates Of misdeeds they were framed for -And when they took their own life In my research I found a smoking gun -In your case your kryptonite You must regress to your real skin once every month So i set out ... picked just the right target... ...and started to hunt To lure out the chameleon... I captured something... That I think you might love. You wore Anessa's life like a glove Was she to be your masterpiece? You committed a crime so brazen- as her it went viral within a week you stole her child in the darkness of night, Anessa's husband- that child's father Must have been filled with such awful fright He called authorities, you fabricated stories you turned the victim into a suspect Over a single fortnight Not long after he was killed in a drunken bar fight As Anessa you were spotted months after Ignoring a green light of a busy intersection Parked in the middle of the road Placed their child on that busy street Then sped off in the other direction Anessa was blindsided when you finally let her go Oh, i bet you waited with bated breath For her self-removal from the world? You ensured she would never again Get to hold her baby girl But Anessa never gave in Did her steadfast resolve feel like I rash upon your skin? Where it festered forming feelings foreign to a fiend such as you? You scratched that itch Began by sending her anonymous gifts Even started shifting into her too Stalked her waking moments by engaging her as a stranger: all the while unaware your sick infatuation: Had put her in danger I'm counting down the clock I kidnapped maybe her or You I left my address at Anessa's house A note saying, " this is a game I play now too." Soon now: a month will have passed And it all comes crashing to A head: at last. So shed your skin Prepare to fight This vendetta ends here: Tonight. There is a lighter Just waiting to ignite. A knocking at my door A knot in my stomach Anessa...( or is it You) bound beneath my floorboards? I peer in the peephole then pull You (Or Anessa) out of that hidden hole I drench us both( for every second You stole) I pour it all over ( my life will never be whole) I douse everything in here in gasoline Confess your sins (before the fire finds them out) Its time to come CLEAN!!! And it seems: I will be dipping my hands in red tonight. This will all end in the worst way. I open the door let Anessa( or You) In She runs to my captive saying, "Where do I begin?" "I made something of my life after it let me go At first, it caused the Locust-Eater misery You see it toys with humans: ones it knows are weak I was so meek and feeble before we met... Yet,I'm the one person it failed to defeat Its game gave me strength i never knew... ... resolve had always,somehow,eluded me I do believe its games are vile...but, They are necessary? Please,kill me instead "...but let the Locust-Eater free" the captive Anessa(or You) begins thrashing their feet I yell," which one of you killed my family?!" They both calmy respond: " Me." The lighter flicks in my hand I'm unable to speak A month has passed Which one is the one I seek? They both insist I let the other go And you should know: it slips from my hand The lighter(like my grip of reality) falling faster with exposed flame adhering to the clear rules of gravity The two Anessa's embrace. They both begin to burn. False colors from the chameleon fade out. Hungry flames swallow me whole. I am( am I?)... seeing the Locust-Eater's true shade: This is how I take control. -