Frances Norman Steinchuler

Limbs scattered about

a severed head boils in a pot

human torsos shoved in a barrel

violently departed with no farewell

The smell of death permeated

it followed him from birth

as if Rosemary was the surrogate

a black seed spat from the earth

A terrible beast infested in his psyche

with an insatiable craving for dead bodies

Frances Norman Steinchuler, sentenced to fry

he got what he deserved

the body would die

his head was preserved
 

Two years later to the day

a hired killer for the CIA

in a pool of maroon dead lay

by his own hand, his life did take

the bullet tore thru his face

and destroyed his brain

The government had a plan

to create the perfect assassin

one without conscience or pity

one that could kill indescriminately

It had been suggested

but never tested

the brain of a vicious serial killer

one preserved for years in a cooler

the brain of Frances Norman Steinchuler
 

In the files it was classified

to the doctors it was a crime

to give the gift of life

to a sadomasochistic mind

they referred to this inhuman blight

as Frank N. Stein


to be continued