Rot and sour,
Peel back flesh to reveal maggots and necrosis
Pungent odor of death only makes it more enticing
Because nobody else wants something so obscene
Alone and already crumbling to ash
Slowly being overtaken by cordyceps and Stachybotrys
Hidden away, behind, and gone
But now found so rejoice
No rest, nothing natural, preserved in this state of suffering
Of dust and nearly but not there but now
Never there
Forever my rotted love
Forever peeling and re-healing but never fully feeling
Rotted and souring but still my love,
you should be happy someone wants you in this state
why aren’t you happy
Peel back flesh to reveal maggots and necrosis
Pungent odor of death only makes it more enticing
Because nobody else wants something so obscene
Alone and already crumbling to ash
Slowly being overtaken by cordyceps and Stachybotrys
Hidden away, behind, and gone
But now found so rejoice
No rest, nothing natural, preserved in this state of suffering
Of dust and nearly but not there but now
Never there
Forever my rotted love
Forever peeling and re-healing but never fully feeling
Rotted and souring but still my love,
you should be happy someone wants you in this state
why aren’t you happy