Clinodactyl Lyrics

An instant of blunt trauma ‒ a word, a glance, a touch ‒
the bruising touch of your fingers inside me and I feel
my tendons and veins, ligaments and muscles calcifying
within me.

I feel myself inside me as you hurt I feel myself inside
turning into bone ‒ every little touch, glance, word
sinks into my skin, burrows within my flesh and digs its
claws into me.

I feel you inside me, I feel the bones growing inside, cutting off all movement, curling my hands into claws, my
feet into hooks and my spine straight as a sword through
my back cutting me in half.

I know I feel you cutting me in half make two in me
imprisoned in me as the bones grow, the bones grow inside
me as I grow a second skeleton and gradually ‒ a glance,
a word, a touch ‒ my body becomes my cage.

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