She sits
like a big black ugly vulture
smirking, claws extended to destroy her enemy;
hunched over the death with hunger,
salivating...

She separates meat from the carcass,
blood and guts splattering her,
surrounding her,
enveloping her mind so that all she sees is red -
so much red.

Finally,
she sits back mouth filthy with muck,
gruesome grin
around teeth gnashing,
methodically chewing through
gristle.

Selecting a tossed bone
she pick at her teeth,
removing morsels of her ex-employee
swallowing,
gleefully aware she is satiated
and yet...

‘May I have another?’

great image...excellent finish. Thanks. Glad to see you here.

amo et avanti,

Peter

Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 04/18/2013 04:03PM by petersz.

A vivid picture you paint here, Gwyd.

Les

Thank you gentlemen...I lost my job a month ago after 15 years and this piece seems fitting.