Experimenting with gross. Enjoy, and please comment.
they came
in the back
freed smoke and fled
leaving
the bullet
in the front
just below his left eye
blood poured
from one nostril
small hole
in front
nothing left
in back
slid to the floor
slipped into the darkness
of his own blood
head rolled to stop
eyes staring
unblinking at the
dead rat
under the table
behind the door
sewn to the floor
with cobwebs
its belly bulging
with feasting life
its puss-puffed eye
locked with his
and burst
-
-
-
Thanks for reading and please comment!
Welcome to Authspot, the spot for creative writing.
Read some stories and poems, and be sure to subscribe to our feed!