quick and short enjoy..
The first feeling is thirst revealing a burst of seeping
Blood coursed with the worst taste I will not intake this
Fake saliva of course…
Seconds later the two preceding one decays a greater size
Of my mouth..this stout snout of fluid peeks & creeps
Down my chest…
Each limb in detail flails to prevail this immersing vale of wales
My efforts pail against this…my heart wants to fail..
One more stand upon this grail..Holy? that word is stale…
And so I pounce my steps in watery sounds…I choke