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
