uneasy with flesh
this bottle neck's
a noose for days
my internet
boy
whores
pulse semen for the money shot
my girl
whores
eagerly receive it
(their upturned faces
mock communion)
should I consider my options again
reduced to a wafer
but singing?
you models in your gracile wonderland
I wanna
kiss your skulls
put meat between your bones
go into worlds
where whirling children
stamp seasons
and vomit
again and again