all i got were ribcages,
bones,
blood,
bones and more blood.
she said i had a problem
with how the body relates to me.
i guess it's living it's own stories
and tries to understand how everything works.
i see the anti-natural side of life
in my own veins
and at the same time i bare my teeth
and seek for bones
and blood, just blood.
maybe i'm violent inside,
or maybe just eager to
dive inside someone else's
ribcage.