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Sinewy wet burning raw
Forgot to flip the meat again
Belly gravel knuckle scraped claw
Jagged stone digs under my skin
Still I pull the dead body's weight
Instead of flying free from pain
Until the numbing anger and hate
Begin to tingle to life again
Steps have long succumbed to kneel
Kneel to crawl, puddled to slither
The thawing, melting, of the heal
Decompose again before I whither
Slime trail winds a ribbon of red
Smells delicious to a sharpened fang
Buckets to harvest tears I've shed
Rusted leaking salty tang
Waters flowing rivers clean
Eyes closed tight to the rain
Washing darkness to a sheen
Sleep against wake's tethered pain