it's the only way to keep the voices back

these colors that bleed forth, spill to black

and all these tears dry not this vein

which open forth and spills again

broken down and lost of soul

you're eaten now devoid and whole

break forth this bread of my body's meat

smother atop my spilt red heat

heart devoured, caked and crusted

jaw wired shut gray and rusted

leave me now broken from play

ply you a new doll from the rotting clay