Drabble: monster

better left for dead



scrurch-scorch where did he leave his name where cockroach feasted fecal name left trace to a cockroach’s ass his name no name no face gone not right in life the Lady never should have allowed this one back his name maiden’s face buttery soft rusted bloody blade sliced feasted on the worms worms feasted on him cut cut cut humping death the smell sweet gassed corpse flowers blooming shovel blades cut cut cut into the buttery soft rusted earth unearthed the blades in the back of a shop served his ale she wished he would go away stay dead scrurch-scorch








*inspired by something Ironyca shared….woke up writing this and could not go back to sleep…