The Fetishist Evolves

I commit suicide every time I open my mouth
Etch diseased scrawl, bloom decay in floral pluriform
Fertilized by pus and putrefying blood
Each finger pincushion of infected splinters
Red oak stained blood black
Toy with tangled tendons
The points proceed to poke nerve endings
Glitched reciprocal distortion, scent distorting also inside as it is out
My stench rotting the wood, belie me
Static seeping below
To sleep following the fallout
There is no me, only residue
Imbued in floor boards
Imbrue the ground