We are becoming items*, We are already items.
Just put in a credit card:
We are consumed*
by the predator,
by each other,
[We are inescapable decadence. We are consumables enjoyed at a convenience.]
Mirror make us our own consumables,
a feast for the eyes
Men forbid, We consider ourselves* a meal.
bits and pieces at a time.
[Reduction for feminine consumption. Their hole is unequal to one whole.]
We are pussy money for the Capitalists pussy-fucking our wallets.
Rapacious and relentless.
We are eaten alive by the Cannibals demanding every last drop of our human femininity:
We are required to consume,
to devour ourselves inside and out.
consume each other before We run out.
[We are supposed to enjoy getting bit.]
Until the inevitable:
Our graceful decline of
The decline into Un-Consumable.
To the capitalist cannibal, pussy has an expiration date.
WTF Blog Writer