someday i will get new teeth you see (and i will know how to use them teeth through flesh too long sucking bones) i am scorching deep inside you scalding your inner fleshy denial no there is no tender meat left none as there was when it was i rolled over, bludgeoned, bloodied, penetrated my own flesh once removed turned onto me into me breaking my eyes, my seed, my teeth no there is no tender meat left and you - inflated empty flesh bubble i can smell the rotting from the inside out your imitated blindness your portended innocence lets be honest we all know it is a product innocence is a prodcut yes a meaty cut a fabricated enclosure a con-struct a fleshy con-cut a fleshy cunt that is how it was taken from me you see i never had it suddenly there was a wall no, always, there was a wall and i was outside it the wall of my own womb! and i was outside it
they keep them there, behind stone walls.
they lock the doors at night.
sunlight is not allowed.
there are small boxes that monitor the humidity.
the walls are white and smooth without shadows.
the floors are silent.
the people are small and huddle and whisper.
do not touch.
there are no clocks.
what time is it?
you have to be really important to have your work displayed here.
anyone can come and look.
they will kill you if you try to take one.
i don’t want one anyway.