what was the question again?

if i don't end up devouring myself
i could quite possibly devour us both
and wouldn't that be fun
making the flight
with a fat belly and swollen tits
and they'll ask me "is it a boy or a girl?"
and thinking, i'll think, i'll say
gee, i've been asked that my whole life
but "no," i'll say, "it's just us inside
trying to get out."
they'll snort and eye me curiously and then laugh
but they won't understand
and that's just fine with me
that's fine if that's the way you have to be
but don't let go, don't cast me aside
crawl up inside me and hold on tight
hide in me and carry me through
'cause there's more wheels turning, more getting going
to go through
and i'm weak and i'm restless
and i'm counting the days
for opportunities to destroy us -
hell, to eat you up whole and spit you out.
 

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