I am looking at a movie
In which the monster is
Never seen—so far.
Human remains, however,
Are flagrantly on view.
Three school chums,
On their bicycles, in the
Woods, are set upon by fur
and fang; the fat boy’s
Glasses, dropping to
The ground, drip scarlet.
A lady cop dies
Electrocuted against
A giant fuse box,
Her body jerking
Lustily to the rhythm
Of shooting sparks.
A school janitor
Screams and heaves,
Impaled on a rail.
All of them lose
their eyes —bloody
Sockets smile
Where iris and cornea
Should gleam.