I refuse to be anchored

By the injuries I've sustained

I've conquered worse pains

So get ready to bear witness

To a new kind of horror

Fuck, this feels like bliss

Let me stretch my legs

Pull myself out of the dregs

Take a deep fucking breath

Resuscitation from death

Sew the wound

Smorgasbord patchwork

I'll be a new man

For what it's worth

Seven hundred and seventeen stitches

What's been taken from me

I won't miss it

Gutted, gleaned, and cleaned

Reborn, I am fresh meat