Her dentures have escaped her mouth.

Her fingers,

Made of canines,

Step deftly out of hell;

Their devil-given powers do not pause before they

Plunge.

 

It’s simple,

Moving mountains.

She wills them away.

 

What a carnivore.

 

Canine woman,

Laughter hooked at her lips:

So disagreeable,

Drinking men like beer.