Gouge out their eyes with a single bite.
Their bellies deep in human thighs.
I'm so hungry that I ate their cocks.
Sucked their heart, do not feed the bather.
Open the brain box, the one that crushes under your sole.
Track my animal, the insect that calls me.
br/>Towards my frail intestine.
Without matter that gets tangled, that macerates.
Standing in the sewers, I feel disgusted.
Perpetual swallowing empty, let me vomit.
I visit my sleeping trap, my carnivore.
Nebulous journey, I rock my shipwreck, this cold anorexic breath.
Rekindles my fear, my bulimic stench.
She brings back the graves, the flies spy, shortens.
This slow journey in silence escorting time, my countdown.
I am sick In your image, dry water, immutable.
I am sick like all these...
Women, opaque women, barbaric women.
Opaque women, women, barbaric women, women.
My genuflection, extreme perfection.
Perfection, women, women, my genuflection.