there is a shinyness and texture change in the skin patches that hang directly across bone.
the pit below sucking at their edges.
the hairs turn by white vote one by one in agreement and blindingly affect even albinos.
mthyuh regurgitating them daily.
thru so many loops in and out of her craw I circuit past searing innard and smearing contagion.
a planet's movement taking its toll.
each morning having been passed through the wrinkled colostomy bag of night, I am gone.
tossed up heaving on someone's lawn.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Illyn's Reincarnaton Ride
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mthyuh,
sticky progeny,
The Body,
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