What Matters

Strip off my clothes.
Take me down to my skin.
Now we can begin.

Flay away skin.
Let me show you my flesh.
See me now afresh.

Hack off this flesh.
You can see every bone.
Close to being known.

Grind up my bones.
Now if what's left flatters,
That's all that matters.

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