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Natasha Koshy May 2014
A piece of meat

Lying in the scorching heat

Flopped over a rock

Left for anyone

who will have it.



Tender and Raw,

It faintly beats

With the fresh

Remnant memory of life it had

a moment ago.



Too exposed, too sore

To be touched

Too claustrophobic

to be covered.



Will it cook?

A morcel

A day

Slow

but sure.



Each morcel

Burning

Over

And over

Before the next,

So vivid

for just a piece of meat.



A red that holds the bygone lustre of

Its system of reds

At first, it pulsated with life

and now, it throbs with death.



Left to scorch,

yet pining for it
once privileged Dec 2018
You turned to me.
And my heart stood still
The pain in your eyes
The blood on your hands
A night... not to be forgotten
Do you remember?
A cool breeze,
And then time stood still
A merry evening.
The fear in your eyes,
I knew it was time.
Reassuring words spewed from my lips.
I promised to make it end
If only
I knew then what I faced
As promised I set out to destroy...
Every last demon you had.
Every morcel of pain you held
You trusted me
That was your only mistake
I can't hold back now
I found myself in battle,
We set out to win or die trying
If only
It was only after I awoke
Covered in ****** wounds
I was your only demon
The one who destroyed you...
The one I hated most
I took the light in your eyes,
The crooked smile,
The way you looked up to me..
Before I destroyed it all.
So now I sit here,
In my final moments
Blood runs down my chest,
Hand shaking with disgust...
As I will always keep my promise
Your demons shall be slayed.
My friend.... you are are forever safe

— The End —