"Fool for Love" Spaiku, Part 7: Damnation

[mere_ubu]

Well, I guess I've forestalled tearing off this Band-Aid as long as I possibly can, but I have to admit that I somehow feel personally guilty for dispatching him! Good night, Mr. Pratt. *pets him* Sorry to do this to you. BtVS, S5, PG.  Warning: character death. :(
Previous parts here. Thanks to Mister Beta for playing haiku View-Master with me.
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I.
Saintly mask transforms,
unveils her true countenance:
monstrous. Ravishing.


II.
Death is no lady;
when prim fangs shred William’s throat,
poetry fails him.


III.
Unmanful cries die . . .
rapture seeps through agony.
One thought more—Mother!

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IV.
Graveyard dirt whispers:
sad little mouse of a man.
Recklessness ascends.