androids, a reupload from my tumblr journal

> 7/31/2022, 4:24PM

> warnings: suicide

the way blood spills across tender flesh is something that will always be dear to me. maggots wriggling, writhing across the split open skull of somebody’s head wound. fatal. intraoral gunshot to the head. the way the front of the skull cracks from shockwaves sent though but does not fully rupture when the barrel is far enough placed.

one day they will have to patch up the back of my skull - plaster of paris or something similar - to make the android. it will be easy to fish out the brain this way, and brain always makes nice meals. chewy. the flesh carefully wrought from my flesh. it should peel off the bone quite easily. what’s left over can be sent to the beetles. the flesh makes a lovely feast.

they will send wires up there, recreating the brain, the organs, the nerves. the skin will be hardest - something must be able to respond to touch. and the bones need protecting anyway.

it will be warped the way i was in life, a wolf in sheep’s clothing. one step behind humanity. you can feel flesh gripping yours, and you can sense our lifestyles are probably comparable, but it is - I am - simply not there.

das spiel ist aus.

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