Analyze Me

Skin my skin
and dissect my heart
Pull me down
Pull me apart.
Size me up.
Analyze me.

Peel my flesh
and critique my soul.
Examine the segments
Condemn the whole
Criticise me.
Analyze me.

And then, blood.
Red, viscous, coagulated,
Pours from my ears.
And then, you have
the worst me,
extracted.
After all those years
of sweat,
Bring me to tears.
Conjure my fears.
Terrorize me.
To?
Analyze me?

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