interupted are my thoughts
by the sweet stench
of burning flesh
the screams have ceased
the pulse has stopped
the eyes unable to close
all that is seen is the body lying on the floor
stripped of flesh an dhair
bare muscles covered in nerves and blod
gleaming in the dancing firelight
no mess left over
from the brutal unjustified kill
but a sense of empowerment has arisen
a feeling of joy, pride, true oneness
with myself
with everything that is dead