Into the Belly of the Beast

chris/ April 24, 2004

I do not care about you
or your well-being
I care about what you can do for me
and to me

I watch with a watering mouth as
the monster makes of you a quick meal
You cry out in ecstatic agony
and beg to be broken
as I look on, crying and laughing
Hoping that you will run
that the monster will overtake you
that this monster will consume me
and it lives in me
so only I can deny it
or feed it

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