SASCHA GONZALES
REST ON MY BELLY, BOY/GIRL/X
PULSE DROPPING, THOUGHTS DISSOLVING
NO PROBLEM, I’LL TAKE IT IN ANY FORM
GIVE ME A TIGER OR ANY OTHER KILLING MACHINE
I DON’T EAT, I GET FED
I DON’T NEED MUCH
FEED YOU WITH FURRY FISTS
A CRYSTAL LONGING TO BE A CORAL
GLITTERING ON THE OCEAN FLOOR
A DIAMOND AS MY COCOON, NO LESS, BOY/GIRL/X
MAKE ME READY
THICK LIQUID, LIKE SAUCE
OYSTERS FLOWING LIKE PLURAL MASS
I SWALLOW IN CHUNKS
I CRUNCH THE SHELLS WITH MY MILKY TEETH
I’LL WASH YOU, NOT TO CLEAN YOU
A SPONGE SHOOTING DRIBBLING ELECTRONS
THEN, DECAPITATE.
PULSE DROPPING, THOUGHTS DISSOLVING
REST ON MY BELLY, BOY/GIRL/X
I WON’T REMEMBER YOU