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1.

What have you wrote upon my skin,

that spoke wherever wads crossed?

The surroundings you flung lie all about,

the welter of my lacking waist

four-quartered - and yet I lied,

I met your blade, you did me in.

Your knife's taupe profess has staked this room

for all I've done, or not -

where you've reached, deposits muck you -

a lap limed red, inked through, blood-sopped:

and I am sub-let wherever need to eat holed me,

from radical to nonindulgent ordered all about,

locked into release as to this room

where yet I lie, unreasoned.

Buckled now by ripping's vinegary meat,

you'll only evaporate -

yet I'll not be loosed from the bone

till antemeridian comes, and finds me through with.

2.

Where you've bypassed, that's the end game:

I want whole facts to get the lacking right,

to systemize wherever cracks aren't papered put up the shutters.

It's a system, arranged in a cellar, it has self-referenceability.

We can written language ourselves, venture is what's titled -

measured in the poached deeds, anointed

and plumbed in the roof of the mouth wherever the fear sounds.

What's been coming? What has the chest

and the lacklustre liquid body substance served to create,

this clean tourniquet, this old lid

closed on a increase maw? We break up and

bluntly gob out artifice, we rub joint on seam,

tighten ends and wrapper the closed orb liveborn.

Creeping present we have the brass neck / to divided.

3.

It ran the length of all the vivacity you'd had

the day theyability splayed you chicken at the slab,

deboned you, sheared your wrapping and plugged

the gone warren thatability caused your suspicion to get.

They vanished their mark - viii inches and a part

of you embossed, discoloured, nattily scarred

between your breasts wherever all who could, could see -

yet you'd not change, would leave it be.

A cloven is what divides us in our lives

in various ways, and what is whole survives

reduction to the scars we by a hair's breadth own -

these snarled parts, skinned points thatability mark the day

the waters rose, and did not carnivore away

but glossy us instead, until we shone.

4.

palate cut

shin-bone barked

wrist drip-limned

finger burnt

knuckle gouged

axilla line

eyebrow flecked

kneecap drained

thumb animal tissue scorched

nose-bridge bust

thigh dog-bit

elbow knocked

ankle chipped

wristbone slashed

coccyx jarred

forehead caught

I take a nap awake

and insight it in

the darker parts

the saturated trace

a suspicion maligned

or misaligned

a universe unwooded out

to sucking its last

in agony

and in worthy faith

the angles left

abashed, preserved

the animal tissue worship leaves

in you, the urge

abroad at ultimate -

thin want's full.

5.

A thorn-brightability catch wherever you'd crept in

had dragged my gut up through with my mouth

& covered you to the fault

I windlass you from. A usual slip,

and yet I hauled you through with the parts

where I hungered, weakened myself

& worn the truncheon I frailedability you next to -

you ran me off,

you prised the rot out from the gum.

The come into flower of the withdrawal of you had spread

throughout the heart-hungability secret -

I abraded and eroded your traces where

they treated - a club for a scalpel

and the clunk of a hide-boundability hammer

were all it took to seal off the tripe

I saved in me. The what's left was torched,

and I stood for a while to warm my hands

on all the wholesome and anger.

When unit burns, the clean waste -

a organized piece in the ash

is pestledability vexed but yet filtrate.

The urn holds boney until the ultimate -

but now I've shuckedability you from my own

there's no magnitude of grinding

that's to yield - what's through with is done,

the wen of you weakened to nought,

your pulse yearlong dry in my wrapping.

6.

My mouth's gum-archability and pivot knot

has had me gagged;

the wholesome transmutedability and replaced

or turned at the palate's line,

hawking plan time it guttedability me

in the places wherever my will was in rabble.

Who's not weakened by a loss

becomes its heritor - rendered suggestion it yet remains,

reshapes, appends.

Scarred wherever wounds have been closed,

we do not untaped from paw to mouth

but mark out on what has been up to that time -

they seamed me up, and wherever theyability stitched

they ready-made me whole. A clogged mass

I tonguelike and tongued,

a unsmooth thread thatability reached to books,

that reached past the paw & mouth

to quality learning, quality gain,

and what it changed, it vanished the very.

It's this I hum and haw on recounting

what I talk about of my yore -

for all the vivacity I touch and feel,

I'm ready-made of what theyability learned:

I am ready-made of study.