Excercise in Self-Mutilation, A Narrative


The whole thing was cinematic. These siblings were made to cut flaps of skin away at the dinner table and leak hot oily fat onto the plates of all their food including their parents food on the dinner table as this ridiculous exercise of power and self will and obedience and there was all this chamber music playing... I was watching the thumping veins in this boy's neck right before I woke up. It was like they were brainwashed and it was an act of courage and graciousness or something. It was disgusting.