foxtails - dissection

Broken down, boxed up, piecemeal
Bite sized, agreeable, unrevealing
Poked and prodded, roars to
Seal up put on display
Copious heartbreaks as keepsakes
Serving as testament to tolerance
Gorged on bones unpicked and hoping
An intact stomach's an accomplishment

Wearied and trialed
In the standstill, whispers deafen
As the quakes take over

Look right through and
Burn all the holes that you need to get in
Bite my tongue so hard, it cuts clean right through
And it tastes like the
Blood that kissed the
Earth that I long to leave
In search of reprieve

Perused for scraps
Deficiency, inalienable lack
Going through motions
Live through this to be pulled right back
Perused for scraps

Heart shoved in the mouth
For the lesson of silence as bliss
Helpless pet rolls over and over
Again and again

Perused for scraps
Deficiency, inalienable lack
Going through motions
Live through this to be pulled right back
Perused for scraps

Unheard and unseen
Surreptitiously smoldering
Left to rot

Sullied contemplation, just to
Take it all for granted
Sadistically forsaken
Hollowed out as demonstration, shaken

Subdued reduced to whimpers
Rightfully diminished
Wrapped around a trigger-happy finger
Sickly sweet marionette

A noxious and inculcated humility
Humiliating and undeniable futility
Taken down a peg, can't get much lower than this
Helpless pet rolls over again

Kept in check, never dare to deviate from
Pained cries hushed, never dare to scream
Insides picked apart, excruciatingly pristine
Cultivated, eviscerated

Trivial, minuscule, imperceptible
Lacerated, turned inside out, decimated
Dehumanized for amusement
Enshrouded in panic and confusion
To persevere through nightmarish reality
While burying dreams
It happens over and over and--

Written by:
Blue Luno Solaz

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