I am ripe full swollen
You examine my body where it has fallen
You have a habit to feed and this fruit
Seems like the sweetest poison
I am supine passive silent
I long to be used in the way I was meant
Obscene fertility in casual beauty
My blood spilled My seeds spread
This is the natural way
I exist for you to evaluate
Or shat out or systematically bred
Or carefully preserved but dead
“My God,” I hear your voice “such an unusual specimen”
I am gutted taxidermy-stuffed mended gutted again
“My God,” I hear your voice “such an unusual specimen”
I am gutted taxidermy-stuffed mended gutted again
Taxidermy-stuffed mended gutted again
Taxidermy-stuffed mended gutted again
Taxidermy-stuffed mended gutted again
Taxidermy-stuffed mended gutted again