Within minutes she’d collapsed and turned blue;
Sharp-Ears glazed that voice with sucrose, chyle lilt.
Its razorback teeth ground down their sinew.
Crevices hid caramel residue,
spat into pulsating fissures and rebuilt:
within minutes she’d collapsed and turned blue.
Those air embolisms aren’t good for you.
Plasticine arms loll as they pull the quilt.
Its razorback teeth ground down their sinew.
Plump a harrow complexion and eschew
the emancipated witch with bronze gilt;
within minutes she’d collapsed and turned blue.
Shouted “crash” but got insulin that slew
mottled underarm pricks that smeared his flue;
its razorback teeth ground down their sinew.
Saw him “healthy as a dog”. If Nurse knew…
“remember it hurting” then the bed tilt.
Within minutes she’d collapsed and turned blue;
its razorback teeth ground down their sinew.