and destroy the involuntary movements.
To absorb the cold
and disprove the notion of immortality
(excuse me miss, may I touch you here?)
and be little more than an object.
To bloat
willing to decay
and be food.
To be displayed ignominiously
as the creator reaches out of himself
shutting off the morals of
society
to indulge in carnal pleasures, then
having served this short-lived purpose, carefully
eviscerated in a basement.
To be the object of desire.
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