Dissection 2

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: The Devil's Trap
This is part 2 of my poem 'Dissection'

Submitted: August 18, 2017

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Submitted: August 18, 2017



Luscious, vibrant, orange skin coats your body. You smile at me as I prepare to do my worst. I watch your smile turn upside down when I dig my fingers into your skin. I rip and tear you hide from the flesh. Your silent screams are music to my ears. I continue doing my work in silence, knowing there is nothing you can do about it. I smirk as my work is only just starting. I see your insides. You are naked, bare for the world to see. Each wedge is perfectly shaped and just waiting for my much-needed attention. I stick my finger through your center and pry a single slice from your inner being. I place it into my mouth and crush it to bits with my teeth. Your juices seep into my mouth, covering my tongue in your sweet nectar. Piece after piece I chew, maiming you in the process. As time goes on you become smaller and smaller until a single piece remains. I pause for moment as I savor the thought. The final most delectable piece, literally ripe for the taking. I can take it anymore. I snatch up your final segment and chomp down, feeling the meat collapse and rupture under the pressure of my bites. I swallow your last mangled piece with satisfaction in my heart.

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