how did he talk
his windpipe dangled
out of the scarlettinged leather of his throat and over an empty space where his
ribcage and lungs should have been
how did he cry
his eyes were
shrunken and dessicated blackraisins leaning on graywebs of moldy tissue before
combed sinuses filled with spores
the back of his head was missing
there was a scrabble of something
in his remaining skull he might conclude was brain
although he wasnt sure
he smelled of meat rot
he stood collapsed against the
interior of a fieldstone foundation and long lengths of gray weathered barnwood
roughcut studs and crossmembers
tattered
despondent
he was dead
but he was un-conscious he was dead
pitifully he tried to talk
but his tongue was ravaged inarticulate
his bridge was missing and had tumbled
down the shambles of his tall body and got hung up in his yet-meaty bowels and
jutting bone pelvis
his jaw akimbo was unmatched to
his maxilla
teeth were missing
repulsed yet he could not resist him
he could not
what was he saying
after 2004 before 2008
1100, Saturday,
10 7. 21
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