THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[Dagel is a biter]

Carnivorous extinct, my consciousness is falling apart,
monstrous killings, something ominous is calling my heart.
Sittin' on habits, television static gnawing at my nerves,
wishing for passion when trafic is blocking the herd.
A glass shatters, I gasp faster than a newborn baby,
I dash backwards to drag after the queue formed lately.
Walk into the kitchen, shocked by a smitten wife,
God isn't listenin' as she's dropped by a submissive strike.
A freak with his teeth deep in her arteries,
I reach for his sleeve but she can't hardly breathe.
Punches rain on his stomach and face,
stuck a blade through his fuckin' brain.
As I fall to my knees, begging God please,
she says she loves me, then is off to peace.
My tears drench her cheeks, I feared this for weeks,
guess I'll bury her body, the idea shears me deep.
As I attempt to wrap her in a sheet, she finds a breath,
and the woman of my dreams bites my neck.