Gruesome as Judas cradle growl,
I dabble in gore thereby.
Everyday Norse hannibalish,
so my ribs outward,
exposed flesh, gangrenous.
I beg water, I chew my tongue
Junked, revealed, confessed to.
The immense crux pain,
till my stomach bloated up.
Copyright © Yudho Sasongko | Year Posted 2021
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