Mocking Poe

While Matthew Lay in Bed
I cracked him in the Head
-I checked his pulse
-And he convulsed
I figured he was Dead!

And, woe, I started Stressing
Why worms were not Digesting
Yet still his pants were messing
Upon the carpet Floor!

I couldn't end my pacing
My mind just kept retracing
-The minutes past
-Might be my last
The damage I'd be facing!

At last came a thought
An evasion of my wrought
Chains I could bare - naught
I'd hide him in the well!

I then devised my plot
I'd drag him 'cross the lot
-uncover the well
-I'd throw 'im to hell
Then lie back on my cot!

And so I started dragging
His skin, then, started sagging
I couldn't stop my gagging
The sound would wake the guard!

My heart began it's ranting
My memory kept chanting
-I'm just a teen
-My soul was clean
My breathing became panting!

My normalcy returned
And, so, my passion burned
For freedom, I so yearned
First I'd chop him up!

From that place, I fled
And went into the shed
-A frantic search
-And on a perch
To a saw - my eyes were led!

As I was re-arriving
I noticed Matt was writhing
For sins, I'd be tithing
I couldn't let him live

I quickly started tearing
I gave up hope and caring
-He was screaming
-My eyes were gleaming
I felt like eyes were staring

I think I started steaming
Paranoia; I was teeming
Or maybe I was dreaming
I cried out at the brush