Since you said
"Get a tougher skin!"
I no longer feel anything
Guaranteed pain killer
These skin clothes
Stitched and stretched
From head to toe
Lady's flesh suit
Fits snug as a glove
Ed Gein-like
I beat my flesh drum
Howling in the moonlight
As newlydeads
We lay entwined
Spiralling in darkness
Your voice trapped inside
Where you can't tear me apart
Holding your tongue
There are "thinks"
You cannot say
Copyright © 2003, Alexis Child.
Previously published in The Dream People
(Bizarre Horror Issue: Oct/Nov. 2003
& reprinted in the summer edition
2015, Black Petals #72
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