fermenting innards

your pulverized torso languishes in its pool of pus

minced

cancerous viscera - gore seeps from the guts

my fetid fetish is to excavate the moulding rot

i drool my gastric juices as i chomp on you blood-clots

fermenting innards

bubbling with rot

alcoholic pus

dissolves the wooden box

i gouge into the chest's cavity to rip out the intestines

slivering soft entrails to release the foaming secretions

i suck up the concoction and eat the decay

with cankered disgorgement i excrete my gurgling prey

bile

chyme and blood in the offal effervesce

i eviscerate the bowels and drink the clotted cess