My bones melted internal collapse beginning at the hair rag a whole brain sinking in half-firm gelatin eyeballs pop as skin fabric folds blending into smooth strawberry puree creasing in ripples as the pastry chef scoops with a stainless-steel paddle "Ripley 8" ribbons to pipe mums all the way down across watery milk, rheumy as it oozes out of orifices pilling from my pores limp skin pile over my black and white Nike dunks sculpture - in view pause she raises the sharp knife Napoleon splits crumbles I lick the walnut cream collateral, creation not you nor I