Taking My Body Apart - Sculptured

Assigned a final signified*

Completed and defined

Rip my throat and cut my hands

Undo the body and break its sign

The judgment of god

The judgment of the word

A final claim that will inscribe

All the meanings of the flesh

You’ll find the terms of god

You’ll read the words of god

You will suffocate

Under the weight of god

Do not look for a response

God’s silence is all you’ll find

Your skin

Is your

Very own prison

Take my lungs out

Take my heart out

I’ll fly in the face of god

I’ll flood the heavens with my blood

Cut my veins and splatter the walls

I’ll leave a mess for him to find

Will there ever be a word?

Will there ever be a way to speak?

Now that my body is empty

Can one speak without organs?

You’ll see there is nothing

You’ll learn there is no one

You will be condemned

As an organism

There is nothing outside the world

Nothing written upon your heart

Your faith, your Christ

Is an affliction

Take my lungs out

Take my heart out

Take all this away, let everything die

Take my body apart

Don’t look to him as you die

Tear my insides out

Take all this away, let everything die

Take my body apart

Don’t look to him as you die

Tear my insides out

Somehow I am always left wanting

I want to know if there is something

Even if it means taking myself apart

I’ll begin at the throat and work my way down

Put aside each and every organ

I am moving towards becoming-inhuman

I will not be an organism

I’ve had it with god, I am moving on

Take all this away, let everything die

Take my body apart

Don’t look to him as you die

Tear my insides out

Take all this away, let everything die

Take my body apart

Don’t look to him as you die

Tear my insides out