The inhuman body

In a wild rage I attack you

I shove my hand into your mouth

To pull out your tongue

Now only actions can tell me what you want to say

But I already know

I seep my fingers into your midnight eyes, and pluck them out of their sockets

Now I see what you see in me

I already know

I slowly sift my fingers through your luscious hair, only to grip into its roots and rip it out.

I crack your skull against the hard tiled floor, to look into your mind

I already know what you think of me…

And finally I take my nails and pierce them into your chest

I slowly cut away at your flesh and bone to extract your heart

Only to find that one is not there

And as for your soul

I saw it the first day I met you

It is the darkest and most endless above them all.