The great violence
Bone awl
There is a great violence
a wild capability
in all living things
who hold some amount
of composure
a wild capability
in all living things
who hold some amount
of composure
To become dismantled
to a point where we stop to function
are broken down
into our raw materials
We can explode
into ribbons
into soft scraps
making heavy piles
that quietly rest
All lips
can purse with blood
All eyes
can loosen unsocketed
Only some amounts
of vegetation
strung up
on electrical currents
We wait to gibber
chewing off our own lips
limbless
& squealing fluids
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