(The body of Christ…the body of Christ…the body of Christ…the body of Christ…the body of Christ…the body of Christ – Mommy they are coming...)
Stench of solvent
Covers stench of rot
I didn't even recognize her
Like a painting
A masterpiece torn to pieces
And set to flame
Her own cells
Turned on her
Her skin
Is yellow
Like the wildflowers
In July
She asks me how she looks
And I tell her
That she's as lovely as the vultures
As pretty as the larvae of the fly
Pretty as the larvae of the fly
1 | Loathsome |
2 | Gravedancer |
3 | Natasha |
4 | Trojan Whore |
5 | Starbelly |
6 | Jennifer |
7 | In The Meantime |
8 | Junkyard God |
9 | Towering Flesh |
10 | Jupiter's Eye |