Churning in, the way you spoke, it was intoxicating in this
                  violent way that,
                                                overall
   ­                was entrapping
and shook shivers down the spinal cord of
                                                                ­           my conscious

Big wolf,
                gaping jaws,
                                       drooling maw
                                                             ­   Why are you teeth around my throat?
May I pet your mane
in reverence, sleeping in my wake
                                                            ­  dissembled, disjointed, disappearing
Great beast,
                     claws of rusted iron,
                                                         teeth of glass
                                                           ­                      Why are you paws crushing my throat?
                                    Sickening sugary words! Doing
anything                    for love? for attention? for what?

Clutching, never letting go,
                                               devouring whole.