(See him;

he who stands below you, the haunted frame
of iron, wax-skin dripping from shoulders
through ribs to hips to legs to feet: a figure
of melting bone-iron; a self-parody

knife-eyes and open-mouth (horror, blood arising
from emaciation, a network of under-skin, over-skin capillaries, both
tearings of a body apart: death-wrinkles, folds of fat on fat (but there
is only skin)
(hands arising and clutching, renting wax from wax
bone emerging, the weight
left behind-) (why)

the filth
of having to inhabit a body, the crackle and laughter
of iron and bone,
the collagen melting, cartilage collapsing, ligaments, tendons cracking
cell from cell repulsing, the decay
of organs rotting (to nothing and yet

a slow break-down of perception (and a mind): the material disintegration
of a world bound by physics (and flesh
flows down)
skin self-peeling to reveal whitening scar upon scar wrenched open
yet (nerves frayed and scraped dry without pain)

(now the bone and nothing more.)the vacant absence of flesh
and the eternal smile of restless, worthless skulls, cached behind
(a visualized scream)

finally the explosions of the two eyes
wet and warm, (decay)
a face dissolving.