It’s hot,
Cooled only by spattered blood
Cooled only by spattered blood
A lump of flesh
Beaten beyond recognition,
And I can see every stroke,
Given and received.
Heartbeat drums,
It’s hard to hold in
When the beast wants to
Kill.
Isolate and stew
Distract, distract, distract.
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