i want to cut you up
into little pieces
and sew you back together

i want to know what every square inch of you looks like.

i will do the same to my own body,
throw myself through some city street grates
and split into long strips for you to examine

nobody looks that close anymore

and even if we're both falling apart after we try and put ourselves back together
i think that we will suit each other's points of view

i love the division
i love separating flesh from flesh and
i want reality and
i want to see you
******* close.