Corsage Of Fresh Meat And Rotted Pride
Circle Of Dead Children
Climb the fibrous ladder dear friend Watch your head Watch your step Chained meat-hook your new ally and playmate Hang yourself from the virginal I-beam above Hang from your anatomically correct eye sockets A perfect match for the grapple Hang like the meat you have been farmed to become Hang raw and arrogant Watch the gold-wash Watch the spin and spit Sweat, drip, foam and hiss Hang like meat Dangle in indifference Suspend above the spectators Fresh meat sways Rotted pride withers Raw