Creative writing prompt #39 – It eats my flesh

Bogota mummy

Distracted, I pause
What is that I feel just there?
Scratch of needle tip

A spark of fire
Dry heat building, pulsating
Another here, there

Conflagration spreads
No remorse, unstoppable
It’s everywhere

In desperation
Nails rip and tear at skin
Clawing flesh from bones

Bleeding, disfigured
Hiding away, burning shame
Exiled in darkness

Based on a prompt from


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35 year old sciolist living in Tokyo. I like swing dancing, Twitter word games, writing, using, reading, and watching movies. I write stuff on my blog occasionally.
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