Okay, I really liked this and I very much enjoyed the way it impacted on my senses. Because you
might want
some feedback, I have scritched my brain and found one point where the continuity went slightly bumpy for me (and it was only a matter of using the wrong words, in my opinion).
My only concern (such as it is) was with the line:
You will stagger from the closet on rotted pawsand only because of the words \'stagger\' and \'paws\'. Stagger (to me), suggests uncontrolled movement, yet the feeling from the poem up to that point is quite sinister and deliberate, which means the dead thing is in no way uncontrolled. Paws - with the word \'fluffy\' already used early on in the poem and still sitting in my sensory memory - is too
nice a word. I\'m not sure what you\'d use instead - something along the lines of skeletal feet, I guess - but if you could alter it to something a bit more insidious, that would be good (purely due to the fluffy bunny and kitten paw associations I have
- too sweet!).
As I said, really enjoyed it and that was the only part that caused any sort of dissonance within me through the whole thing - very creepy, m\'love!