Lost and Found

My teeth found a familiar sense of satisfaction. Maneuvering and sliding beneath the dead skin around my fingernails, I gnawed casually. Il be the first to admit its not the most flattering screen saver to display, but my mind was so light I defaulted to ancient habits. Calories were the subject of my musings and I floated off into the possibilities. My senses converged on the warmth of golden brown, dancing for its life in a bubbling disco. The whole world could drown in the rolling roar of oil and fire. I beheld the symphony before me with wonder as I moved closer to purchase. The taste of blood kicked me from the loving embrace of imagination and my dissapointment appeared as crimson trail outlining my cuticle