there is meat
on these bones still
though skin, corroded away
bled through to a vacuum within
that no muscle can fill

and I fill
lungs through filters of soot
arctic blizzard that spreads
permafrost and aliment alike
through my will

and I shoot
clotted bullets radiating
from clamped lips torn apart
and a bludgeon cancerous heart
watch them arch from my scope

but still
since I bleed
I am here

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