pushing boundaries

Keep pushing; keep

pushing, keep pushing!

Keep pushing -- push me, and

I will harvest your toes.

Your shin bones

will be forfeit, and

from your collarbones I

will make wind chimes.

Your shoulder blades will make

excellent throwing stars.

From your ribcage I

will build a planter for

belladonna, for nightshade, and

for oxblood; your hips will become

a cradle-sling to carry

my own child. The metatarsals

of your hands and feet

will be used to make

the music of a rattle,

and your skull -- O!

your skull! -- the hollow

of your skull will be

a nightlight, with the glow

of candlelight shining

from the hollow sockets

of your eyes and dripping

like fire from the empty

cavity of your nose and

between the holes in

your gaping teeth.

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