i sleep inside the lions mouth
and pray that it will eat me.
it never does.
there is no god.
i do every irritating
and filthy thing i can
in its mouth
so it will finally become annoyed
and be rid of me-
- trying to swim down its throat
******* under its tongue
chewing and scratching
its cheeks and its gums.
but i must have faith
only in myself..
i have been eating my own flesh
for three days now.
ive amputated my left leg
below the knee
and am enjoying myself
very, very much.
i will work my way
up my body
until i am finished.
it brings
such a spread of delight to my face
so immaculate
to know that
my own smile
is my dessert.
what a fascinating man i was.