Revulsion. The edge ov all pustules, thy perditio. Compulsions. Gaping and engulfed, blood. Drops of sorrow. Going through the jaw from below with the bodkin... I see the tip from the mouth. Pummeled. Gutted. Fibers and veins emanating suffering as well as exteriorized flesh. Deviscerated. You slip inside yourself, looking for a way... Out in death. Kerosene and emasculation. Shredded, protruding tendons. Excruciating sensations. Chunks... Ov an autopsied anatomy. Covered in demise. Covered in demise. Bathed in pestilent, disembowelled plea.