Chainsaws

The chainsaw shaved off his head

 

He dragged the chainsaw across her neck and laughed

 

Gushing red, the chainsawed corpse toppled to the barn floor

 

The chainsaw carved him like a Thanksgiving roast

 

In a cloud of smoke, the chainsaw whirled and danced

 

He swung the smoking machine into her path and revved it

 

The screaming blade sliced him in half

 

The buzzing blade savaged her soft, white throat

 

He swung the chainsaw down, butchering the dog as it came for him

 

The saw showered him with red as he savaged her again and again

 

Where the blade buzzed, death followed

 

The machine took off his arm and sent it flying

 

The saw cut the air with a hungry whine

 

The growling blade gashed open his guts

 

The saw left a mutilated mess on the barn floor

 

The saw left a leaking pile of guts and gore where life had been

 

The revving blade spat death

 

Metal teeth took her arm off at the elbow

 

The saw's hungry teeth caught in his flesh and chewed noisily

 

The saw's teeth stripped flesh from bone

 

The saw tore his head off in a cloud of smoke and gore

 

The saw left a jagged stump spurting red

 

Whatever the saw touched, it took

 

Caught in its merciless teeth, all she could do was die

 

The hungry teeth ground into flesh

 

The hellish blade's hunger demanded human meat

 

In his hateful hands, the saw screamed revenge

 

The chainsaw chopped down, chewing meat

 

The spinning blade was savage in its butchery

 

The brutal blade buzzed and smoked

 

The stench of gas and spilled guts accompanied the buzzing of the saw

 

The saw spoke in a buzzing tone that promised death