Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Frenzy


I stuffed them all down
like a good little girl
urged to swallow her medicine.

Raw red meat
in a
black and white
world.

Tender tongues 
twisted and ripped-out
like an old rubber band.


As their groans
splashed crimson
across my
reckoning

distracted by my next meal
as a  mad ghoul
lunges past me,  down this dark corridor.

No comments:

Post a Comment

Featured Post

X-Ray Prophets

  X-Ray Prophets   These days, you need a machete— Crocodile Dundee big— to hack a vein through this jungle of dark. How does anyone sleep? ...