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"Look at Me When I'm Talking to You!"

.... Go Cut Me a Switch.

The look of shame, stress;
Hunger and fear,
I resist the urge to free a tear.
 
All I’ve preyed, caged;
Gathered and spilled...
Drilled... tapped...
Overlapped the “Soul Mate” appeal;
I would trade for little bits of love to feel.
 
So I masticate,
Taste and crave;
Expel,
And make afraid;
Every face,
That looked...
—Obeyed.
 
A stand up trade,
For all you’ve saved;
I swear...
It will weigh.
 
Suck the marrow,
Lick the blade;
I’m almost giving it away!
Just for you,
A crooked scale;
Interest waived.
Just for you;
BALANCE DUE -
 
The Capital Flesh is counterfeit.
Primal cut carcass,
Raised;
Hand fed on laxative.
 
We’ll have a Butcher-fest!
Just for you.
The Hooker’s best!
Just for you.
You can take It,
Rape It;
Come on It’s face and disgrace It!
You can love It.
Please It.
Feed and disease It.
Give It a home, then beat It.
You can take It’s place;
Pretend to fucking be It...
Then send It away and never retrieve It.
 
That’s the only way you’ll believe It.
 
I know you’ll stumble,
And give,
Then over-bid;
Having no idea,
What the hell This is.
 
—It’s a gift of my own initiative;
Magnificent,
And Primitive.
My prototypical double-helix,
Omni-genetic being;
Perfectly playful,
And painfully Submissive.

(2013)

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