Hunters When they coaxed chambers erupting with filament; sadistic orchestra of dominance. Suppose power unto hands, demonize familiar smiles. Fathers, unburdened, itemize killing. Count appendages, bloody gorges of flesh. Slowly leeching under dichromatic plad, thick perfume of death. Returning, recollection is everywhere. Beard bridles extent of smile, secrets of perfect murder. Hands shout with weight of life, thick tar of necessity. Gently, disrobe burdens of manhood. Stow phallus amid shrapnel, beget instinct preceding. - Megan Pacheo