The Scene
Remotely located in deep forest with roads unpaved
there laid a lovers bed and breakfast “the getaway”
couples came to this nook of secure sincerity
upon approach nobody became worried and weary
Through The Owners Eyes
bright headlights suggested a feast for his fetish
frantic footsteps echo over the floorboards swish
he paces erratically with his thoughts scrambling
rambling words as the couple approaches ambling
the door bell rings, solidarity drowned by company
hungrily appeased his devil within with the following
The Greeting
warm welcoming and the taking of her wet coat
shook her mans hands cleared his throat and spoke
“how are you doing this evening, let me direct you”
walking gingerly he lead them to there open room
unsealed the pale blue door and waved them inside
shined a smile and portrayed bliss opposing his mind
The Entrance
crimson colored cloths accent a hidden desire
secrets enshrouded in the basement of his empire
the fires breeds romantic scenes, exquisite dinning
dim lights guiding as elegance imprints pinning
refining a beautiful mood with dark ambiance
her mood stances in a eerie trance of romance
only surpassed by a lack of her true conception
cuz the owner exhibited a spite built confection
The Door Shut
The couple began settling into there little love nest
kissing commenced upon exposed breast, a bare chest
left worry behind and fell into the grasp’s of passion
acting on each others actions with commotion rationed
compassion in large doses poses an occasional scream
it seemed that inevitably they would be heard or seen
His Agenda
He voids the lovers noise and approaches his cruel toys
dives into a stenched laced basement from his last joy
destroyed bodies reek and foul smells seep from beneath
complete deceit, killing, with body pieces forming a wreath
he grips an ancient axe handle still bloody from the last
grins, tightens, tenses, steps on the steps and then exits
The Confrontation
A slow twist of his white wrist turns the gold doorknob
sneaking without alarm he closes in intending harm
under her lover she catches a glance of the madman
gasps, the axe blade cracked his back executing the plan
she was caught beneath the one she loved, trapped
visions cycled with increased speed fearing the end
the owner wound round circle swings to append
she couldn’t defend or comprehend, stress lessened
regression progressed, till the axe silenced the mess
A New Beginning
sweeping hardwood floors flooded in blood stains
cleaning sheets and getting the bed nice and made
stashing there bodies deep in his basement well
he wraps them in duct tape to cover there smell
showers and continues his evening without concern
when a set of headlights shine and another couple enters
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