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This is my entry to the #freewrite 5-minute exercise hosted by @mariannewest. See details here.
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The Carcass

The carcass rotted under the pressure of the rat trap.
It was lured by the promise of
freedom, bliss, gratification, and transcendence.
The body was mesmerized by the sensorial attractions;
it did not see the mechanisms.

After all the bones had been crushed,
After all the flesh had been mauled,
After all the blood had been drained,
After all feelings and ideas had been interpellated,
It had nothing else to offer to the machine in the garden.

[end of 5 minutes]

The body had done its best to serve a purpose.
It went through all the rites.
It was well taken care of.
It was rescued from near death several times.
It followed orders when it was demanded.
It was militant when reality negated propaganda.
It restrained and betrayed its own nature,
the flagellating desire to fit in.

But the line that separates a body from a carcass is thin.
It is a ubiquitous invisible energy field,
Trespassed with every move,
challenged at every realization,
broken with every unfulfilled promise.

And thus, the carcass rotted unseen, inconsequential.

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