The Contortionist
Bhikshu
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Caged, boxed, I am my body, a spectacle of flesh Inviting your gaze, to make me exist Recognition, I am a slave I suffer my life until I transcend this plane I bend my limbs beyond their breaking point Contorting your field of perception I am always already grotesque Captivating, enthralling spectacle I'll contort my body in ways yours cannot bend And invite you to witness my end Disfigured husk in a monadic cell There is no place from which I am not seen My only access to the world-flesh Where every lust is unrequited Battered, broken, bleeding Recognised, I am the master Suffering is my aesthetic I am free to choose Splintering bone, severing sinew Sanguine work of the self Suffering is my aesthetic I am free to choose only my public pain I am always already grotesque Captivating, enthralling spectacle Acrobatic, I will surmount this life I will climb, I will walk higher, higher
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Written by: Arto Tammenoksa, Sampo Marski
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