Criterion 1:

[HereSince1628]

The Sensation of Abandonment

There was no call nor warning
just focused pressure
as the hook drove thru the belly wall
to snare a loop of guts.
And then, an aching,
emtpying, disappointment
beyond the meaning of the screams.
A spectacle of impending doom
birthed from its warm and wet domain.

[HereSince1628]

1. Oh, joy, I can't spell. n/t