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Frail arms hold

The marrow walls

Shrieking spectres

Throw themselves toward

Each empty crash fells

a new spear

Through the head

Pressing bone into

the ribs, arms turn to dust

Stalking the halls of the mind

The gentle melody that seeps through the cracks

Marrow falls away

Eyes set skyward

Free from the body's tomb

Mine

Bind them

To the ground

Gently, caress...

Cut their eyes

Break their legs

Gently...

Slide hands over the ribcage

Cut out the heart

And endless nights

Disappear

Cast their hearts

Onto the pile

Let the flame

Sear my skin

Final verse:

Warmth,

at last.