• Are those your teeth if feel
    Biting into my side
    Glowing grey and metallic?
    .. ..
    Will you stop- No don’t
    I’ll be the victim
    I’ll be your specimen
    The cadaver sprawled out
    On that black wax operating table.
    Show me the scalpel
    Glowing silver and starved
    .. ..
    I’ll be your lab partner-
    I’ll be your lab-
    If you’ll show me your hunger
    Let me look at all that keeps you empty
    Show me what I’m made of,
    Before it crosses your lips.
    .. ..
    Show me what I’m made of-
    All that silver and grey.