the casket is exhumed, turfs piled beside the grave
a stagnant mass awaits me, deep in the gloom
the boxes lids i open, distraught desecrating
the fumes are penetrating, i am eructating... i vomit...
i initiate eager exhuming despite bad scents...
i dig up cold earth, exhumed turfs i disperse...
i initiate eager exhuming despite bad scents...
the open casket reveals the rot
into weak stomach i slide my hands
intensifying fumes i like to snort
colon and small intestine
sliced and ripped out of the foul body
duodenum i minch - all should be treated equal
rotten stool and urine
spurt out of fermented organs
i discharged and raped - putrified giblets disembowel
decrepit spleen and pancreas i've torn and gutted
i eviscerate stomach and cysts
liver is torn and twisted - turning inside out
a fermented offal discharge - disembowel...
evacuated offal hastily wrapped in bags
as basic for my culinary...
