Sex and Murder Magazine

By Michael Brandonisio

His psychosis
his mother’s influence
sex for money
played over and over
fleshed from his skull
kabuki for some pulse
he feels addicted to it
the adrenaline rush
makes him feel truly a man
the white noise of it
another part of him takes over
doppelgänger mechanistic
he enters an experimental zone
where clocks have no hands
and the air is pure cocaine
the transformation turns his insides out
into a personification of evil
an inner demon
set free
roaming the asphalt jungle
he lurks
a nightmare machine
on automatic pilot
the montage:
horrible girl boy dolls
raw red
their heads all cut off
and their eyes no longer

he washes his hands clean
satisfied, for now