The sharp metal screeching
Crawling down the corridor
The musk of iron
Shamed by the stench of sterility
A shriek of distress
Muted by the moaning mechanical requiem
The harvest of meat
Scrubbing hungrily into fatty flesh
The zest of plasma
Dripping across swollen tongues
The golden iris withering
Imploding softly in the showcase
Sunlight soars through the skylight
Frozen in the fluorescent haze
—Matt Gergyek, Features Editor.
