Splat
by GJ


Her Thighs Were Huge
The Bis Were Too
She Could Easily
Destroy
And Break Me Into Red GLUE                          
Her Fists Were Steel                 
My Features
Were No Longer Real
No Teeth or Jaw
They were Bloody on the Floor
It was Her Souveniers                            
To
Keep
I Couldn't Say
A Peep
They were
Worth
Lots of Money
As My Crushed Face
Was All Runny
With Blood
And Pulp
I had NO
Hope
To Bleed Out
So Fast
She Knew
                  
I Couldn't Last
DEAD AS A DOORNAIL
She would Like to
Say                            
Just As They Took
My Carcass Away
SPLAT!