• Katie Frieheit


Dig finger nails deep into flesh,

See scent burst in sunlight.

Tear away at fascia, vibrant and pale.

Hear the dull snap of organic tendons.

The treasure within.

Soft, suppliant, dew

Making rivers down my neck.

Fireworks pop and explode

As incisors press against flesh.

An exotic luxury.

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