there is no mystery to this: with thorns,
needles, razor-blades, i am master of my own
art. triple incision: the translucent slivers
flakes like fish scales. One thousand mirrors
then in empty space. Nothing can stop me now:
not the smallest bead of blood can seep. and
for my safety i pay a mermaids price: this
mouth is dumb - cannot speak or breath or
kiss or taste. It is sealed like a sepulchre
a dark and holy place...
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