Jack

squizgar

I wait in the alley watching for her. 
She doesn't notice me waiting, lurking.
People see a beauty wearing white fur.
I see nothing but meat, sweet butchering

I smell the fear she gets when she hears me
pleasure and thrill engulfs the predator.
as I get closer she begins to see
She will soon be sent to her creator.

I pull my blade from my belt, fun begins.
The gap closes heart racing, she panics.
She runs quicker, faster, my arm extends.
I grab firmly, the rite is satanic.

I open her neck like a flesh zipper.
That is why they call me Jack the Ripper