Written by Munazza Tahir is currently attempting to complete a Master's degree in Behaviour Analysis. Sometimes, she gets carried away in flights of fancy and writes a few lines. In her spare time, she studiously pursues all activities that help her forget that she is another cog in the machine. Munazza likes baking and pointing out grammatical errors. Read more by this writer |
daybreakcanine love begins— a silhouette of two creatures in embrace softly, one nuzzles against the other beneath the twilight sky, and then, the sky impregnated, bleeding, laboriously gives birth to a glorious sun— the hooded corner of love comes alight the scathing blades of sunlight slice the lovers’ eyes with sight as one gazes upon the other dumbstruck we’re both dogs who held each other in the night then, the sinister urging of a feline voice: the deed is done now, you’re hungry and there is no meal in sight to satisfy your appetite in a time of need, in a time desperate all is fair, so let’s say grace feverish, yet they charge at each other these cannibalizing canines their twisted faces warped tongues hanging loose, dull teeth bared eagerly ripping into hairless skin tearing raw at the meagre flesh chewing open-mouthed— swallowing insatiably we give thee thanks, for all thy benefits and for the poor souls of the faithful departed.
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