General Surgery / Machetazo
Gristle, bile and grime infesting every surface Surreal patterns of rouge The penance of being careless The need for professional Containment of disease Scour scrub and wipe Yearning for a sparkle Underneath the human waste Reveal the tiles and marble Dial 1-800-mess-be-gone For all your clean-up needs A drug addled enthusiasm Compensates our lack of expertise A predilection for gore An unhealthy zest A psychotic fixation In dealing with death Scooping up remains Pouring into tins and jugs Redistribute the filth Regurgitate the past
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
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Deformed facial features Cranial wounds abound Abrasions and incisions Bruises and severe contusions The finer things in life and death Viva! blunt force trauma Crushed, smashed and ruined Structurally redefined Mangled, battered and beaten The hilarity still abides Fundamental gore Viva! blunt force trauma Excessive bodily harm Shattered and protruding bone The miracle of extreme force in conjuncture with human forms
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
In the company of fellow carrion the deceased seem to come around In the hidden realms of the morgue Contained behind locked doors My thoroughly sound-proofed cellar contains abducted corpses by the bulk In the v.i.p. room of the morgue, an orgy of dry-frozen hulks Refrigerate the stiffs Minimize the decay A collection of fresh playmates for a better day Degeneration kept at bay Necrological lust denied A certain virtuosity until the time feels right A pathological binge A sub-zero soiree Mingle in the festering crowds as the festivities slowly mount Stiff-limbed hedonism An orgy of dry-frozen hulks A pathological binge A sub-zero soiree
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
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