Ravenous greedy Huntercamouflage scent masking spraycrouching in a blindnot daring twitch a muscleor scratch that maddening itch ears listening for proof of lifeinsulated layers keeping out coldjust.Where’s the justice in this lust?Not hungering for meat on the hock,not requiring skin for blanketor tent.Leaving bloody goreoutlining in chalkdecadence of a kill wastedin the time of want.CarvingContinue reading “Dear Heart”
Carmilla Dawn 