[performed by Cloud Rat]
His sweat smells like sweet sludge and when he opens me, I break like tree bark.
"To pierce," He said, "What beauty."
To hurt the part of me that glowed.
As his hand follows my curves, I choke back the vomit.
When he ripped my skin, tidy he placed the maggots on the wound, only caring that I would heal properly.
I laid back in anguish, and licked myself clean.
Foot to brain.