Never pull the knife from your flesh.
It was the first rule of first aid.
The first rule for puncture wounds, that is.
You put the knife in my flesh.
You tear me apart and sew me back together.
Each time, I am easier to break.
Each time, my body is harder to mend.
Never pull the knife from your flesh.
The knife keeps the blood inside.
You break me. You rebuild me.
Over and
Over and
Over and
It’s okay.
At least there’s a
rhythm.
Never pull the knife from your flesh.
If you do, you’ll bleed out.
You tear me apart and sew me back together.
In the end, what’s left of me?
A mangled mess of meat?
The monster to your Frankenstein?
Either way, not much of a man.
Never pull the knife from your flesh.
But if you–
Never pull the knife from your flesh…
How can your wounds ever heal?