WERE ARE ONLY HUMAN

WERE ARE ONLY HUMAN

 

Caught in a trap

Galloping

Gutted skyscraper,

Running like rats,

Flashes of moon,

Corners dark,

Hunted

Sprinting

To high up

Not enough resolve yet to jump.

 

Blood and sweat,

Faeces piss wet

The essence of fear in the air,

Sounds of hell,

Laughs and snarls,

Feasts on human flesh

Kicking feet,

Echoing screams,

Of those who are the meat.

 

Fuck

Fuck

Fuck

 

Rough steps

Stampede

Moments away,

Paths up blocked,

Nowhere left to go,

To the edge.

 

Hunters

Proud of their trap,

Approaching slow,

Purring in pleasure,

Jostling each other,

Building up to the collective climax,

Slowly,

So so slowly.

 

Fingers reaching out from the dark

In almost gentleness,

Grasping,

In tenderness,

Open palms brining death

The clutching of breath

Dashes of moon,

Revealing the hands of men.

 

of my capture

 

Hunters in their element,

Proud of their trap,

Confident

Approaching slow,

Dashes of moon,

Revealing men

 

 

WAR LIFE DEATH GLOOM THE POSTAPOCALYPSE

 

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SMASHWORDS LINK

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KOBO LINK

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