I feel the animate corpse of reality bear down
Like a sea of needles under my skin
Pressing with insult and injury, my world is a torture chamber
I am in your gullet, being processed
Stinging with enzymes

You tear pieces of my flesh off and swallow
Caught in the nightmare I assist your digestion--
I reject my eyes, wrenching them out of my skull with bleeding fingers

The pale throat bulges with my body's resistance
Her silver eyes glow when they receive sustenance from my flesh

Hair sprouts from my dying body as I feast on the life of my past self
It is not as good as his but I will create a better mode with salvaged parts

Inside, I cannot reconcile some sort of sick or---sm that will occur with my death
Now bleeding from empty sockets i scream and writhe
Trapped in the gullet of an unknown creature, trapped between life and death I struggle

My new hands create works that astonish
I know you hear the crooked groans of pleasure reaching your punctured ears from the outside
You painful self, my rose
My cause for redemption,
My price
My sweet Adam
My slanted Eve
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