From the ventricular beating comes the pulse

Of the stinking iron between my teeth

And punching of my neck

From the rotting of the palate comes the heave

Of the dreaded desert breath

And choking stones

From the tremor of the limbs comes the aching of the flesh

The rash and heavy lids

Of stinging iris

From the throbbing squirm of the cerebrospinal snake

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