An examination in which X-rays are passed through a person or object to fall on a photographic plate, showing internal structure (e.g. the position of bones in the body) by the differential absorption of the rays.
I want to look inside your cunt.
There's something there
sucks the very life out of me.
And I think the X-rays will show
two fangs peering at me
from behind those slippery lips.
You and your white-bread life,
but I know who you really are:
succubus, or vampire, or better yet.
Every time I'm in you,
I leave a little more behind.
And in a million years, or so,
I'll be nothing more than a husk,
and you'll need no X-rays
to look inside me.
I'll tell you what you'll find.
Come here, my sweet undead,
I'll tell you what you'll find.
Whisper here (and
look at my lips, they mirror yours--
trust them, or else you'll
lose yourself in a pool of tears
and come).
Here's my hat,
you'll need it to go out
in the sun.
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