Eye of The Abyss

I peered into
the eye
of the abyss

only to find
that
I had became
its target

Like a
dawn
who feasts
with its
Predator
not knowing
that it
is consuming
itself
in the process

I find myself
sharing
communion
with my
own
DNA

Monsters 
do not
wear reptile costumes

Skinny Jeans
Designer Shirts
and edible blue eyes
are more their style

The best conversationalists
are
Serial Killers

They serve you
at the pub
They help you
with your taxes
They may be
the barber who
cuts
your hair

We pay them
to become 
their
victims

They are
not different
than you
and I
hauntingly 
there
are
more
similarities 
than
what
you
think

Makes you
think
twice
about
stiffing
someone
on a tip