{beloved thing}

It is a vile mouth, I repent.

The skin is unsalvageable, the skin becomes disease-

do not touch it.

The skin is a health hazard.

It is a vile mouth, I repent.

For your safety, do not touch it.

The skin is a health hazard.

It is a vile mouth, I repent.

The skin is unsalvageable, the skin becomes disease-

For your safety, do not touch it.

I repent.

I repent.

It is a vile mouth.

I repent.

It is a spectacle, I confess.

It is paid for with pocket coins, with weekend change.

Forget the behind bars, when you leave, forget it.

Mondays need bear no responsibility.

It is a spectacle, I confess.

Make sure not to visit too long.

Its eyes are irons, irons

in hell’s fire.

You could be needlessly branded.

Make sure not to watch too long.

I confess.

I confess.

It is a spectacle.

I confess.

(jellied flesh convulses gutterward

to be

washed

to be washed

down

to be washed down

into the sewers, out to

sea)