Dr God

Eyes slimming and painted
In organ red, saliva dripping
onto the gentlemen, lying down
on the cool table, gas mask
fastened around his head.

The scalpel in my fist I used
with precision the salty drip
from my heavy brow splashed
on incision. Muffled breathing
hid my excitement and tongue
Slipping out in concentration.

Another body, useless without
my help. Quicker than lightening
I swap my tools for another. My
long white coat whips like the
wind in a rain storm.

My trusting blue hue
mask fastened over my
face hiding my identity.
I have saved lifes for
more than two decades
and killed just as many
I'm god and you are my
subjects.

I'm also a serial Killer in
hiding. My mind shows
me a strangulation my
hands
had made the other night.
The Rain rushing down like
cold nails, the sky black as
a chalkboard. The streets
and entrys naked of slapping
footsteps, and splashing
vehicles.

Yes I'm bored, but to create
upwards mouths I must
concentrate for now.