Bloody Cobblestones (Part 2)
I draw out my soul,
stretching shadows,
encasing us in fog
and dispersing myself within.
Left forearm and claw forming
I gouge the chest,
blood splattering the stone walls,
slowly
I bring my face out
and lick the flesh
from my sickle like blades
then slam my head into his
as my right hand
forms behind the left kidney,
the momentum
sends the carcass into a spin
and as shrieks
of pain escape his lips
I drive my teeth
into the skin on his chest
ripping it from the bones,
wale assault my ears
causing shivers.
Drawing back
I enjoy the quivering a moment
then palm strike
into the sternum,
shards of calcium
flying into my snout
while blood slides down my neck
finally driving
my thirst into a frenzy,
my teeth shred the heart
as I remove it
from its resting place
and I spit it on the ground
as he lays down for the last time.
I slide back beneath the red oak.
Taste my reach.
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