A cow.

Cow with disease.

The Cow.

(the slaughter house hue of red lighting. A girl hugs her knees. Cover her eyes with her knees. Recumbent.)

or how lipstick is a machine-made dick for the mouth to make a gash.

makeup is supposed to make a girl look Natural. red lips are proof that she is alive and ripe for fucking and functional as a machine for the production of human children.

luscious hindlegs dripping with. dripping with. drip. driph. It is necessary that sufficent amount of marbling is infused. To satisfy the meatlips and digestive machine that runs on sensuality. driph.

THE MAIN CARCASS RENDERING PROCESSES INCLUDE SIZE REDUCTION FOLLOWED BY COOKING AND SEPARATION OF FAT, WATER, AND PROTEIN MATERIALS USING TECHNIQUES SUCH AS SCREENING

appropriate to a television body I want to see inside of it so make a pageant of its machinery. it need not function it need only to move.

a body which cannot move which is tied up by it’s hind legs which is “hacked up and macerated” what does this mean that we can do it and we can like it. a steak is a substantial thing now inside of the machine of my body, it fuels me. I am a machine for the production of text sustained by a body I make more bodies which are screened and pressed into feed for more bodies and

SHE WAS A DISH I was a hole EMPTIED

Raw Cunt of

the BRANDED corpse

Please Beef. Please be Beef. Please Beef. Please be Beef. Please Beef. Please be Beef. Please

FINAL PRODUCTS WILL BE FREE OF PATHOGENIC BACTERIA AND UNPLEASANT ODORS

like a trash bag with a sanitizing patch that makes the trash smell like other than what it is. I want to empty all of the bodies out of my body but I can’t because I have a body. can I be in this text like I can be in my body? or stop consuming bodies maybe then there will not be poems either.

I become a carcass with soft eyelids inable to vomit violently. Rummage through the vaginalcorpse to find the rammedinfetus meat rotting thoroughly. Liquefy my fatty vagtongue liquefied languagefetus liquid my inability liquid drain my licks completely.

so a body

feeds on itself

which is a text

made of bodies

but there is

no substance

in a text

to sustain

a human

body.

Pinktongue sinks into the meatext. Massacreastication. Fleshy pink hood hangs over the emptied out eyehole and her eyelashes flutter.