Sex and Murder Magazine

By Glen Lantz

we have penetrated the core
it took two hours
but at last we found our success
the bullets of eternal love
laid across my lap
bleeding only for me
completely mine
supreme and perfect
no stone left unturned
as the little devil jumped out
swaggered a bit and took a bite
we all took a bite
and the enjoyed the savory juices
the last drops of humanity
being sold at a discount
its all sharpened swords
red meat exposure
standing all around the entrance
speaking lies to the public
the citizens roll up their sleeves
show us the tracks to animosity
we know good time when we see one
wrapped in the papers of madness
thriving on ironic tricks
making wild leaps into the air
wipe the murder from your face
they want to take your picture
show the world how you live
in a demented land
constructive insolence
most souls are cheap
I don’t see how yours is much different
throw your lot in with the rest
I’ll show you how to rape and pillage
my father named me Viking
I guess he knew best