Petals

Arms and legs, cut and scratched into shreds,
Veins lying on the gravel, minced muscle and skin.

Choked on blood and plegm,
Lungs full of the vile mix,
Spilling from frozen lips down the contours af a marble face.

Throat crushed by ribbons,
Glass eyes smashed and leaking.

And the bloodied petals.

Crushed in her hand.