Touching soft stability laced with fangs,
pointy thangs for mincing chickens.
The cool anchor awaits inconsistent grace
hoping upon a stealthy slop.
Tongue-lash splashed chops glisten...
drips dropped upon the earthen floor,
zig-hacked zag-patterns dance back
across mass paths over and again.
High tensed senses nibble upon past travels
gorging the trekked intense scents…
This dead-eyed lightening strikes,
those wide eyed pious twice.
Unforgiving, the boom-bap attack,
co-breaks back to a blizzard of scissors
heaving steam, spit fury and fire-y to boot,
bless you elusive victors.
Evasive maneuvers quick to ditch,
the frothy clutch of mangy musk.
Breaths heavy but steady paced
an adrenal soaked sweet metal taste.
Mischievous beastlies continue scheming,
whilst the complacent await.
A horrid fate, a ghastly disaster
is forecasted to those unheeding.
Quiet screams never to be seen,
sunken nothings the wrecked wretches.
Freely unleashed "tally ho's"
to be bellowed against those pointy thangs,
forever gnashed upon unwavering gaze…
Anticipate the paws of graceful soft stability.
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