A short story incorporating three random words, written in 20 minutes.
by Marcus Jonathan Chapman
Stars, sun and moon pattern canvases of purples and blues.
Bloated fingers stuffed through rings dab foreheads, stomachs and shoulders.
White hairs spill from Mitres jabbing at the sky.
Oceans of pink pressed hands squeezed white.
Fire licks spit roasted gluttons.
Salivating teeth taste smoke.
Souls peep morning skies through dewy windows.
Stars stab sun.
Moon kill sky.
Sun kill moon.