Flesh is pain
imagined to be felt by a
mind not comprised of the flesh
or the pain
Flesh is pain
conceived and inflicted by
a world upon a mind
Imagine the pain
as your flesh is invaded
Imagine the pain
as your flesh is contorted
Feel your imaginings,
Feel your pain
What better insult to the purity of mind
than the pain of flesh?
Such delectible distraction of the pain
of insurrection of the flesh and of the
meaning of this wicked life you’re leading.
Flesh is pain,
Pain is good,
Learn the pain–
Learn the good.
Flesh is pain
Pain is real.
Imagine the spirit
Which the pain conceals.
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