Teeth on bone, like nails on a chalkboard.
Your prompt is SCRAPE
Your wet flesh scraped clean
Of fat, blood vessels, tendons
Cured to bind our book
Soon you’ll be clean.
Teeth on bone, like nails on a chalkboard.
Your prompt is SCRAPE
Your wet flesh scraped clean
Of fat, blood vessels, tendons
Cured to bind our book
Soon you’ll be clean.
Stretch and scrape, stretch, scrape,
Peel the pulp, thin as a crepe,
Toss the meat, stretch, scrape
Dusk’s claws scrape the sun
They serrate, rip asunder
Until day is done