Flesh World

by Juliet Cook

1.

They shoot multiple times without asking.

Arms tied and bent backwards.

Legs floating in space,
in between a blue head, 

too big to be nothing more

than disintegrating gurgles. 

2.

He wants you to beg him

to shove it inside your mouth.

A bloody stocking 

ripped off another woman’s leg.

3.

In your dreams, cornfields with tiny ears
won’t listen to your screams.

The woods are overrun with cold,
drowning, dead water.

Juliet Cook’s poetry has appeared in a peculiar multitude of literary publications. Twitter as @nonvanilla  IG: @julietbloodyooze – FB:/glitterwitch. You can also find out more at www.JulietCook.weebly.com.