i cannot feel the bones under my skin
my muscles do not move, they do not move
they do not tell me they are moving
i am leaking from my eyes and from my mouth
i am offbeats of the eardrum
i am heartless
i cannot breathe, i have no lungs
there is not noise inside my skull
there is empty, there is water, there is meat
still, there is a body
still, there is a body
there is a body, there is a body
i don't wanna be a body anymore
dig out every organ
carve out every neuron
replace me bit by bit until
there's nothing left of me
but simulacra
and replication
and whatever part of me that still remains
will inhabit
this perfect body
that cannot scream, and cannot cry
will never spend another night
wondering if everybody hates it for
something out of its control
and it will
never lie awake
fantasizing about replacing itself
with something utterly inhuman
something that will never
feel a fucking thing
still, there is a body
still, there is a body
there is a body, there is a body
i don't wanna be a body anymore
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