Dry, tight lips curled up at the tips.
Eyes of cold impassivity, wicked sharp teeth.
Fetid, thick cloud of smothering stench.
Rotted, pocked tongue peeking out for a taste.
Hunger, a riding voracious lust, screaming for flesh of the tender red sorts.
Fear driven, scrambling, mistaken creatures; trapped and cornered, nearing capture.
Falling against living, smooth brawn; teeth cleft muscle, feel life flow.
Irony syrup guzzled down, the flash of spirit as it flickers out.
Triggering throes of orgasmic pleasure, dead nerves sing and dance in sweet torture.
Fading away far too quickly, gray nothingness mutes.
Greedy appetite returns to spur the selfish fued.
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