It requires a deposit for use
Pleading for memories
Begging for stagnation
For flaccid touch
It is indifferent to what it receives
Simply needing to feed
To consume
Distributing stimulants in the morning
And tranquilizers at night
All it needs is the spiral of a thumb
Or the detaching retina of an eye
Or saliva flowing freely from agape mouths
All it wants is sacrifice
Something for slaughter at its altar of regret
Something to prove it is still loved
Still needed
In return
A pointless broadcast
A carcass bleeding blue light
A swarm of flies baking into the fetid carrion
And those with straws
Waiting their turn for a snort
From the blood-stained mirror
Longing for the suffocating drip
That would tickle the back of their throats
And fill their stomachs with tarnished
Drainage once more