WAGES OF SIN

I spend my days here far below
in a cramped and sizzling room
sweating
tormented by fellow sinners
.....rapists
.....murderers
.....false prophets
.....molesters
.....worse..............

The only thing I'm allowed to watch
on my 1 channel TV screen
my mortal remains
rotting
I know the smell well
same as my victims' parts
long after the blood starts.........clotting

Each day brings a different agony
no getting inured to it
today it's being flayed
slowly
justly

But even here I have daily duties
I am the head chef
as I have plenty of practice

Often after an exceptional feast
of souls, hopes, faith, with dreams on the side
I'm given furlough
only at night

I am released into your world
(if your world is seedy desperate city streets)
to frequent the haunts of my kind
with each step and fetid breath
I corrupt these minds
...with despair
....lust
.....gluttony
......hatred
..........but you know the list of 7

I perform my tasks so very well
yet my escape is also Hell
To watch others act out my depravities
upon the guilty, innocent......no matter
as I can only watch
unable to join in
the ghost

Of Jeffrey Dahmer