Giallo

paint her in giallo

paperback binding folded back

open book spread

pacing through pages

flipping

with anticipation

on edge for each new thrill

revealed in stages

unknown pleasures

phantom stranger

lurking in subtext

sharp as a knife

pressed against her precious neck

beaded with sweat

pulsing with blood

engorged

enflamed

erogenous zones heated

flushing red

piping hot

blushing in the dim glow

of dark rooms

back alleys

and derelict theaters

pining for excitement

the rush of adrenaline

brought on by mortal terror and

deviant sexual ideations

as we reach the peak

the killer’s revealed

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