Sculpted my man and perfected to last

But your fingers nurtured the eggs heavy handed

Synthetic cocoon, auto claustrophobia

Bones break, skin tears, I transform!

Brutal and frozen, reptilian dying to evolve.

Angry ants are swarming, large, now awakened and out of control

Fueling this abominobal, chaotic form of a beast that reflects my own being

Dreamt I was a man, was perfected to last but the image has gone, blood I will lust

You have no idea what you had

You do not know what you got till its gone