I want to slam her head in a car door 9 times, until I feel
her skull collapse completely, and then watch the blood
and brain matter flow feely to the ground, in a peaceful,
scarlet river of evil dreams fulfilled.
With my hunting knife I will free her undamaged body
from her shattered head and loose fragments of bone,
hair and soft tissue, and take it to my cellar where I will
perform unspeakably horrific, though liberating, sexual
acts upon it. I will leave her skull for neighbor children
to find.
When the putrid, odiferous scent of her rotting flesh
begins to permeate my room, I will dispose of what
remains of her once glorious body by tying one foot to a
rope and hanging it from a remote bridge. I love the
way the legs spread as a female human hangs in this
manner.
I will revisit her body multiple times, until it is
discovered.
