A man came up and he said to me
“I haven’t eaten in a week”
I spoke to him in a replying way
Saying “well, there’s no use for them teeth”
After weeks and weeks it all tastes the same,
Why remind your tongue what it seeks,
When your flesh falls off, only your lonely Canines seem to hold on to their feet.
What greedy teeth, what a rotten me.
Grab me the pliers and set them free.
These teeth need a host I can’t be
Coz when I feed my gums seem to disagree
Grotesque as it seems Iv seen worse than this,
In the abyssal dreams of my loneliness,
I see all I need when I look into it
and it’s where I lost all my interests in.
This scene is grim but it’s pleasing me,
My pearly whites are where they’re meant to be,
What right do I have to hold them hostage in this gruesome sack we call anatomy?
One by one i retch them out,
Seeking the crunching sound that follows.
One last one I twist her now
And my reflecting jaw is hollow
Reminiscent of my rib cage,
It fills me nostalgia.
My newly deformed features seems to give me some kind of power.
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