LATELY IVE BEEN REALLY GETTING BACK INTO UHHHH ROTTING… GET CLOSE ENOUGH & THE SUDDEN CLARITY OF UNDERSTANDING WILL FILL YOUR NOSE & MOUTH. FEEL THE WEIGHT OF IT– THE WEIGHT OF THE SCENT ON YOUR TONGUE– THE WEIGHT OF IT IN YOUR THROAT. MEATY & SWEET. A SMELL LIKE A SET OF HANDS, ONE PINCHING YOUR NOSE CLOSED, THE OTHER PROBING YOUR ESOPHAGUS. TRYING TO EMPTY YOU OUT TRYING TO EMPTY YOU OUT TRYING TO EMPTY YOU OUT TRYING TO EMPTY YOU OUT TRYING TO EMPTY YOU OUT. SPENDING MY DAYS SLOWLY LIQUIFYING, A WILLING HOST TO ANY PARASITE THAT WILL HAVE ME, ANY MYCORRHIZAL NETWORK THAT WANTS TO BREAK NEW GROUND. FEEDING ANYTHING THAT CAN FEED ON ME. ANYTHING THAT FEELS IT COULD BUILD A LIFE OFF OF MY DEATH. ANYTHING THAT WANTS TO HOLLOW ME OUT… STRIP ME FOR PARTS… I CAN’T ACCESS THAT ENERGY ANYWAY. SOMEONE MAY AS WELL USE IT. I’M BEGGING SOMEONE TO USE IT. ANYONE, PLEASE.