Frenzy was the mode of ending lives

That explains the monster’s capture

Posing so coquettishly for all media outlets

Loving the sounds of interest hate and sorrow

Final judgment is so fittingly humane … perhaps

No more love for the blood drainer

No more hatred because justice is done

No outside voice, touch, or even look

Even birds are forbidden from the mocking window

Talk to yourself, the blistering sun, the ominous moon

The wall-crawling ants may befriend you

Enjoy the torturous pounding silence of Life plus 20 years