Day 23 – S’More

I am afloat on a graham cracker raft 
As the monster consumes me whole
His granite teeth puncture gaping holes
Into the bitter floor beneath me
But I am stuck fast, unable to do nothing but watch
As those same teeth crunch their way up my legs

There is a blessing
I feel nothing
No pain as my body is torn to shreds
No fear as my flesh coats the inside of the monster’s mouth

If anything what I feel is his frustration as my corpse sticks
Fast to his teeth to the point of causing rot and decay
He will remember this moment a few months from now
When his mouth hurts from the hole that I have left
For even in death a marshmallow will have its revenge