Excellent a horror poem People : Fear Phil by Bill Schott

Warning: The author has noted that this contains the highest level of violence. Phil has found a plastic pipe, with properties just like a spike, one sharp end that looks as though it would make an awful hole. Tending garden is his job; he also is Beelzebub, when he's not receiving meds or eating crayons colored red. Phil was sentenced to be here for the killing of his peers, or until his mind is clear, then he'll serve six hundred years. Here comes the nurse, now he can see just how deep the hole will be that he makes into her chest — then it's lunch, and get some rest.   Author Notes Image from Maniac ad

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