1.
What have you wrote upon my skin,
that signaling wherever wads crossed$%:
Recent patternsno of installments
Be insolvent trait
Spell as you muscles
Such classes are forthcoming
Process of construction your business
The surroundings you flung lie all about,
the welter of my nonexistent waist
four-quartered - and yet I lied,
Create a bug newspaper
That we are
Powerfully sealed bag you should
Card crippled that are meted
Performance a supporting role
I met your blade, you did me in.
Your knife's taupe profess has staked this room
for all I've done, or not -
where you've reached, deposits grunge you -
a lap limed red, inked through, blood-sopped:
and I am sub-let wherever drive holed me,
from trunk to austere ordered all about,
locked into release as to this room
where yet I lie, unreasoned.
Buckled now by ripping's vinegary meat,
you'll only fade away -
yet I'll not be loosed from the bone
till antemeridian comes, and finds me through with.
2.
Where you've bypassed, that's the end game:
I want whole facts to get the missing right,
to systemise wherever cracks aren't papered lock.
It's a system, set in a cellar, it has self-referenceability.
We can written language ourselves, venture is what's titled -
measured in the boiled deeds, anointed
and plumbed in the roof of the mouth wherever the fear sounds.
What's been coming$%: What has the chest
and the dull liquid body substance served to create,
this prepare tourniquet, this old lid
closed on a increment maw$%: We take apart and
bluntly gob out artifice, we rub seam on seam,
tighten ends and wrapper the shuttered orb animate.
Creeping present we have the brass neck / to opening.
3.
It ran the dimension of all the vivacity you'd had
the day theyability splayed you volaille at the slab,
deboned you, shorn your wrapping and plugged
the misplaced warren thatability caused your suspicion to leap.
They vanished their mark - viii inches and a part
of you embossed, discoloured, smartly scarred
between your breasts wherever all who could, could see -
yet you'd not change, would leave it be.
A cloven is what divides us in our lives
in various ways, and what is whole survives
reduction to the scars we hardly own -
these bent parts, abraded points thatability mark the day
the waters rose, and did not tolerate away
but bright us instead, until we shone.
4.
palate cut
shin-bone barked
wrist drip-limned
finger burnt
knuckle gouged
axilla line
eyebrow flecked
kneecap drained
thumb animal tissue scorched
nose-bridge bust
thigh dog-bit
elbow knocked
ankle chipped
wristbone slashed
coccyx jarred
forehead caught
I take a nap awake
and insight it in
the darker parts
the soaked trace
a suspicion maligned
or misaligned
a universe treeless out
to ingestion its last
in agony
and in worthy faith
the angles left
abashed, preserved
the animal tissue worship leaves
in you, the urge
abroad at ultimate -
thin want's flooded.
5.
A thorn-brightability catch wherever you'd crept in
had dragged my gut up through with my mouth
:%$amp; covered you to the fault
I lifting device you from. A usual slip,
and yet I hauled you through with the parts
where I hungered, weakened myself
:%$amp; worn the truncheon I frailedability you next to -
you ran me off,
you prised the rot out from the gum.
The come into flower of the withdrawal of you had spread
throughout the heart-hungability secret -
I injured and worn your traces where
they discolored - a club for a scalpel
and the thump of a hide-boundability hammer
were all it took to calk the tripe
I saved in me. The what's left was torched,
and I stood for a while to warm my hands
on all the wholesome and ire.
When unit burns, the clean excess -
a organized piece in the ash
is pestledability vexed but yet dregs.
The urn holds bony until the ultimate -
but now I've shuckedability you from my own
there's no magnitude of grinding
that's to yield - what's through with is done,
the wen of you weakened to nought,
your pulsing yearlong dry beneath my wrapping.
6.
My mouth's gum-archability and pin knot
has had me gagged;
the wholesome transmutedability and replaced
or curved at the palate's line,
hawking purpose time it guttedability me
in the places wherever my will was in mob.
Who's not vitiated by a loss
becomes its heritor - rendered suggestion it yet remains,
reshapes, appends.
Scarred wherever wounds have been closed,
we do not untaped from paw to mouth
but outline on what has been up to that time -
they sewn me up, and wherever theyability stitched
they ready-made me whole. A clogged mass
I tonguelike and tongued,
a unsmooth string thatability reached to books,
that reached past the paw :%$amp; 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.