Awake but not aware
Awake but not aware it is only ripples I feel
Awake but not aware it is only ripples I feel one here,
Awake but not aware it is only ripples I feel one here, perhaps another there
Awake but not aware it is only ripples I feel one here, perhaps another there never fully aware
hands buried deep, now painted strawberry red,
hands buried deep, now painted strawberry red, wield that blade, that instrument of precision
hands buried deep, now painted strawberry red, wield that blade, that instrument of precision of incision and revision
hands buried deep, now painted strawberry red, wield that blade, that instrument of precision of incision and revision expertly cutting, extracting, forming and re-forming,
meticulously re-organizing the pieces of inter-twined intestines so neatly now placed in-
meticulously re-organizing the pieces of inter-twined intestines so neatly now placed in- side, digesting what it is these mysteries feed on.
And still,
And still, I lay --
And still, I lay -- patient
And still, I lay -- patient - motionless
And still, I lay -- patient - motionless - exposed
And still, I lay -- patient - motionless - exposed as you wield the surgeon's blade
And still, I lay -- patient - motionless - exposed as you wield the surgeon's blade and turn this bloodied mess
And still, I lay -- patient - motionless - exposed as you wield the surgeon's blade and turn this bloodied mess into a budding rose.
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