Cereal Killer.
The world is stranger than we can ever imagine


Two stories: One a dark comedy that is fiction and one a true dark tale of a young girl's woes.
1.
Cereal Killer.
He was
the most
obsessed of
all serial killers,
and quite homo-phobic
he would slip
loops around
the necks
of those he
called fruits,
then he'd whisper
"Cheerio" in their ears
as he got his Kix
strangulating them,
Later he'd
Frost those Flakes
in his deep freezer.
He had a
Special K knife
for women
who scorned him,
and he would
pop those tarts and
burn each to a
Quisp in his kiln,
He was also
known to steal
the pensions
from Golden Grams
in their twilight years,
and then mumify them
in his air tight
basement vault.
He sought out
religious groups
and ended many
a Quaker Life.
He was reknowned
for the ways
he would
Snap, Crackle and Pop
the bones of his
various victims
after death,
and he never
was caught
due to the many
Trix he employed
and to the boxes of
Lucky Charms
he saved
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2.
Good Mourning World.
From Elmo to Emo
as the years passed,
Sesame street
became long,
dark Ebony Avenues,
Razor sharp paths
criss-crossed
trembling flesh,
Turning her from
toddler to fodder
ffurther many
cruel peers
who mocked her
Dark eyes, black garb,
funereal moods,
the red of Elmo
leaches from her
sliced pain.
I don't know what
ever happened
To her perhaps
She grew out
of her emo world
and blended back in
to societys strict norms
Or she may still be
a haunting adult
an Elvira style
lady of the night.
She only wanted
to be different
and she definetely
achieved that
level of bitter
sweet happiness.
© 2010 Matthew Frederick Blowers III