Destroyed by You By Chrissy McPhaul I woke up and the first thing I saw was my small intestines tacked up to the wall in front of me in strange patterns of abstraction My large intestines were above me butterflied and pinned to the ceiling To my right was a bucket of some of my vital organs on a table On the floor were pools of my blood and my capillairies were strewn about I looked at my chest and saw where a hole was burnt threw with acid straight through to my heart It was still beating but barely I could feel the breeze of a fan blow across my bare skull I noticed that my torso was completely empty And markings were made on the rest of my body A plan drawn of what to destroy next