Operating

My painted hands an alchemical operation’s scarlet stage

Like I operated on a patient

With blade separating, thy ennervating parts innervaded

Innovating nerve endings into new things, fleshlyfreshly-rended

Your corpse’s hemispheres tended together with silver staples

Transforming your base materials into wondrous stations.


Once you begin stabilising

I cascade down your inner cave’s corpuscle-climbed face

Maze of your veins down which I traipse

Like a thing trained, draining lengths yet

Yawn before, in tubes which bore red guinness

Adoration’s device fuming winds to spuming

Wine which is of and makes human

Humanity’s vine which skin’s concave climbs

Blood like brocade unfurling, spilling at artful maiden’s slaying

Garbing love barnacles wit’s ship, given fits Poseidon’s pounding fists

Here, that to us heeded unlikely abounds confounding in numerousness

That unsightly in beholding highted beautiful mightily, exalted numinous.

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