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Jeff Dahmer & His Danse Macabre
HC (29 January 1947 / New York, NY)

Jeff Dahmer & His Danse Macabre

Poem By Hugh Cobb

Fascination with death evident in childhood,
you killed & preserved Fluffy & Muffin,
neighbors unaware of your pastime.
Did any of them ever look in your eyes -
cannibal eyes in a boy's face?
Surely they would have known your secret
but no-one wanted to look that deep;
beguiled by surface calm & diffident smile.

Living death a legacy,
child father to man you became
you made skeletons into
images of worship.

Did lovers hear dusty graves in your whispers?
Feel clammy clay in your caress?
How bitter your kisses as their lives ebbed away.
They never heard the hum of the Cuisinart
processing them into next week's meals,
never saw sightless heads in your fridge
awaiting more company...

Mr. Bones, were you always a mad scientist
cum Third Reich fugitive,
selecting victims with Aryan contempt,
suspecting they wouldn't be missed
& no one would look if their skins were dark,
families spoke with strange accents,
or sexuality wasn't officially approved?

As you chose victims with a predator's cunning,
you select your entree with precision:
remove a kidney from the fridge,
place it in a pan with onions & a touch of cream
& delicately, precisely, turn up the gas.

(Copyright Hugh Cobb revised 01/04/2005)

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Comments (4)

The original aspect to this poem was brilliant and created a sense of atmosphere through out the poem. It's one of the pieces which you want to read over again and again. Great content, great write! ~Oisin~
Hugh Cobb on the Macabre! What to say...you actually 'executed' it in genuine Cobbian unimitable style. A slice of life if you will? And there are people convinced of the fact that a good percentage of my poetry is far too dark and negative. Perhaps I shall point them in your direction, Hugh? 'Bloody' marvellous! . You remain a 'cut' above the rest. To leave your readership with a Shakespearean quote: 'The good that men do is oft interred with their bones, the evil lives long after them.' I do hope I don't require a disclaimer accompanying this review. Once again with tongue in cheek, Gregory
Hugh, that's quite a tour de force of an unusual topic. Very adroitly handled though. Really compelling.
i wouldn't have considered Mr. Dahmer as good subject matter for a poem, but you put this poem across well. bravo! Jake