skin with teeth laced
mind nearly a blank slate
the brain doesn't fully drain
intoxicating pain
almost completely slack
held up by strain
chaotically arranged
across the human frame
it's tempting to make shapes
like a Cross of Lorraine
or wolfsangel on your mane
Nihilistic warmth
like a cancer
infecting every cell
An open-field prison
Sugary liquidation
Sensory revelry
Sensory revelry
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