These words slowly drip like icing
i sing about a thing that which was recommending
through therapy and other things
that made me think
there was something pink
in my sink
like
blood
in writing,
write me
a secret, write me
a fairytale exposed to please me
there.
blooming cheek bones (through decay)
and cyber metal upon one owns' (still shows today)
deteriorating thoughts of aluminum.
tattered hip bones
i think i'm getting old
whilst i slither along autopsy tables
i can't wait to meet you Abel
world's first killing, were your cords disabled
are your wires all unstable?
2.23.07
Author notes
i don't even freaking know. 
Comments
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Very abstract, industrial and enchanting in a way. 'A fairytale to phase me' and 'Slithering across the autopsy table.' Excellent lines. I'm not quite sure what it's about though
I see Biblical references. It could be something of a deluded state of mind after being drugged up after some sort of operation. It could be something different and surreal all on its own. Writing in blood is always macabre. Kind of reminds me of a cross between Alice in Wonderland and Trick r' Treat.




