This Mortal Mountain - I Am a Coffin

You carve the life out of those you love
With a blunt weapon made of skin cells

You carve the life out of yourself
With a razor, no need for deception

You want to kill because you are disgusted
By humanity, your mortality

You need to take control. So you choose
Perfect sheep for slaughter

The ones who love you devotedly
The ones you can tolerate long enough

To love. Long enough to kill
This murder takes time

It starts with two fingers
Placed gently on a willing tongue

You slide them down tight throats
Until you're fist-deep in convulsing esophagi

It follows with arm, shoulders, ribcage, hips
Until you are nested inside of your prey

Picking at small intestines in total
Darkness. You light sage, you hold rosaries

This body is welcoming
Like God, many die slow as you watch

But it's the ones you make coffins out of
You love to watch the most

So fuck you for hallowing me
I cannot stop loving you

Written by:
Aryssa Shultz

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