Aug 04, 2006 02:09
For the first time in my life I get what the eviscerated speech is all about firsthand..it's that bad.
"For you, my heart. Ripped from my chest. Eviscerated, I am.
And if I could, I would plunge my fingers through my chest and rip out my heart and give it to you. A pulpy mass... of morbid diathesis.
In addition to my heart, there are some small organs I want to give you: glands, sweetbreads, variety meats.
I'm offering these gifts. Rare gifts.
I know that they don't amount to much in the face of what you've given me.
I've heard these organs can't survive outside the body for more than a few hours.
But I'll try to get there as soon as I can.
Whatever happens, it will be on me. On my heart."