The Heart Of The Matter
I sensed you knew it was time
I circled you long enough
before making my move
striking stealthily
taking you swiftly down to death
my marksman's precision
using razored teethÂ
honed long ago
on prey more elusive than you
standing over you
my prize
I begin a ruthless dissection
ravenous, blood-drenched canines
clinically tearing you limb from limb
chewing mouthfuls of minutiae
the meat you kept from me
until I reach the heart of the matter
and finally
digest this mystery
Paul Waring
Tue 21st Feb 2017 11:55
Thanks Stu, your kind compliment is much appreciated. I wanted to use powerful language and images to create a sense of darkness and mystery (which I've since revealed below!).
Paul