Lifeblood

The last drop of blood

fell onto his already red lips

viscous, just how he liked it.

How viciously he had bitten

into the exquisite cadaver,

recently deprived of life

relieved of the monotonous

practice of taking breath,

death had brought a serenity

and now he had sucked that

peaceful circumstance

slowly out of the beautiful corpse.

Replenished and fullfilled

feeling high on the bloody feast

he floated on to his next course.

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