The Lament Configuration

See – the waste
His rancid stinking spunk, sparkling in the moonlight
Torn apart by hooks, cerebral lobes are emerging
From the cavities, convulsive regurgitations of
 [bad word] entrails
The reek of putrefaction
Corporate perditions fall upon thee
Bludgeoned to death
Suppurating liquids
I savour your skin

Extemporaneous exploration of
The mass beneath the skull
 [bad word] minced
The cranial skin is excoriated

Bulging eyes I pierce, scraping the cornea
Intersection of the carotid

Extirpation of the dying pile of puke
Excrescence of humanity, an organic cesspool
Androgynous propagation
Of my pathological murderousness