I felt this clamping razor edged like fangs
burrowing deep into my neck like a soft
Peach and a sharp - edged knife stabbing

sinking deep. it was crimson red and
thick like syrup weeping

Slowly gliding down my chest. An aroma of
rotten decomposing flakey flesh and rotting
Death breath. The tomb still night was raven

Black. Ice degrees death breeze chills running
all the way up to my Head. I only went
outside the cavern pub to smoke a cigarette.

Now shouldering muscling to fight this thing
Behind my back.I'm shaking and then intense
Fury ! finally it let go what the fuck was that ?
Suddenly I felt Dizzy like iam going to collapse

like a feather and slow I could see myself
swaying up and down and losing ground
Just no one around I'm losing consciousness

I'm feeling nauseated throwing up on the
pavement no witnesses or ambulances

No witnesses ? I hear a fluttering of a flittermouse
and that was that. It just faded -out never to be
Traced or tracked