Touch my blistered skin,
Rub your delicate fingers over my reeking leather
Don’t you look pretty?
Un-glove my giant scab
Breathe in the warm steam from my pink wounds
Don’t you feel soft?
Swallow my words
I think them especially for you
Use these arms for your pleasure
These pulsating veins are so moist
Don’t you sound lovely?
Sweat your salty feelings into my festering ears
Drink from these empty eyes
Wipe your residues with this ragged soul
Don’t you taste good?