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running dripping
cold slice of
metal inching
it's way up
my spine
black shapes
dancing hand
in hand in
my head
the grin the
smile hangs
upside down
hidden lights
in the theatre
go up on
stage
point my toes
feel the blood
run down
splashing onto
my white clad
feet
i'm sorry
for mocking you

hold out white
tulips their heads
nodding in the cold
wind
catch the blood in
their hungry mouths
sugar bland
hands reaching
for sharp metal
that bites and
grins with its
cold mouth

bite down on
my lip
catch the blood
with my tongue
cherry lips
kissable
do you want
to kiss me?
i will let you if
you want to

you will be
able to feel
the wet of my
shirt
where the blood
has come through
feel the cuts
open like unwilling
girls
i fucked my skin
open
and the red
rain clouds raining
in my head

dial the number
pressing the buttons
with half numb
fingers
ringing quiet
under the sound of
the running water
where the floor
is red with blood
no answer
don't call me
back
i'm cutting myself
open and i
do not want to
be interrupted
do you want to
fuck me?

hungry eager
skin flushed
with a glistening
a twist of the
hand and i
can proclaim
my control
it's all about
control isn't it?
stereotypical
idiotic bitch

the stark crepe
white of
the parted skin
then a rush
to fill the space
with red
i want to look
at my blood under
a microscope
see it living
wet daydream
eyes

it congeals
and turns into
strands of red
dusty spiderweb
made of blood
put it in my hand
and feel the life
flowing out
my eyes
half closed

iridescent glow
flash of teeth
chapped hands
quick and sure
quick, doctor
we need to operate
mouth full
of poisonous
white mushroom

the steady drone
of water the drops
of blood mixing
flowing paints
mouths with no
tongues

i am god and i
dream of blood