i lack substance,
my body is a vessel
for something greater than us.
I am not evil underneath,
but maybe on the surface
since I have ripped open my stitches
to discover only mammal flesh.
life is dependent
on our circumstances,
if you hadn\'t said what you did,
I might have survived.
my body has surrendered,
but what is it worth?
undesirable and cut down to shreds,
just let me crawl out of it.