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i lie on my back and feel you crack my ribs. you reach your hand inside and start pulling out what you want to keep. i lie on my back and feel you hack my limbs. your mouth, smiling wide. every cut, a part of your greatest work of art. can you live in my throat now? can you breathe through my lungs? i’ll metamorph & expire so you can love my form. i’ll be the most soothing song you’ve sung.
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i rose to meet the sun. out the window, it’s just smog. i’m a nubile young thing. i seek corruption from another. mine is the body that withers the most. light fairy wings turn to dust and to smoke. i stood and i sighed when i woke. boot on my neck and choke. hood on head and croak. lied when i spoke.
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i’m forming a pact with my future selves: no more harm shall come to us from within. when raked over the coals, when they put the screws to us, when we’re vivisected and kept permanently alive on display… our organs and fluids forever glow with love. seventh circle, third ring-- a sight i’ll never see. lance of light, impale me. i asphyxiate in self-preservation. my lungs fill with blood and phlegm. i’ll keep drowning until i learn how to breathe someday. but how long does it take? let my hair down. finally, for fuck’s sake.
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shadow of the callouses
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my contorted figure, trapped in a grandfather clock, singing sweetly along to the chimes. treetops aswarm with corvid familiars. i have grown to cherish my murderous new shape. black out if i stand up too fast. skin from coarse to clear. seed from white to clear. the body as a seminal piece of sculpture, the body as an act of torture and the pleasure derived from it, the body as a decayed altar to deities of growth, the body as bondage. keep praying. celestial cum drips down my chin. i cannot stay clean. i cannot keep praying.
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my belly slit open. clutching my intestines, trying to push them back inside. this is what it means to seduce. neck slashed, fast and clean, like cattle. my lover sleepwalks to my aid. it’s too late, it always has been. this is what it means to seduce. i want to feel the goddess’s kiss. i want you to take me there.
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gaylight savings time
02:24
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it slips through the gaps in the fence and under the screen door and into my darkened room. it slithers up my leg and my back and it drifts so softly into my ear, completely unnoticed at first. the notion of menses, of pregnancy-- rotten on all layers, spoiled by a stubborn body. never lively, never fresh. unwilling flesh. there’s no fixing this, i’m not in control. there’s no fixing this, i’m playing a role. Mother Nature spasms on the kitchen floor, retches, and vomits me forth. lithe, desexed, nude. a battery leaking acid. i’m not in control.
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