Beneficial
Reassuring nothing is out of place,
I open the door to see his glowering face.
It's not my fault he's such a bad boy,
I told him numerous times not to bleed on my pristine floors.
Rules are posted to the crumbling wall for a reason,
it's only because of his rebellion I must enforce such torture.
"Such a sweet face that one day I will taste," I whisper
before his eyes roll back into an unnaturally green head.
There's nothing I can do to change his fate
once these aberrations set their sight on someone
as true and cunning as this man I cut into.
They remind me it's beneficial to curb their appetite
less I want to simmer on the
piping hot stove along with the poor survivors of
The Last Days.
Joy4no1
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