I got my new limbs at the Louvre! Da Vinci wants me! Da Vinci drools at the sight of me, Renaissance Woman, blood and bone and wings! You know that feeling when the bullet enters your bloodstream? That’s my whole life now! Adrenaline! EXPLOSION! My new limbs are modeled from paintings, ripped from statues! I drip I DRIP with blood, it’s sweeter than honey it’s stronger than water it’s everything! I paid for this body in blood! I’m chomping at the bullet between my teeth and it’s iron like my blood! I’ve got a Mona Lisa smile and I’ve got her right hand sewed to my wrist. I’ve got a tank top I thrifted at the gift store and it makes me look HOT AS FUCK. I’ve got the whip they flogged Jesus with strung through my belt even though my shorts are already too tight. I’ve got an ornithopter and I’ll take you for a ride! I’m standing in the museum bathroom wiping blood from my teeth with a tampon while a woman I’ve never met sits in the sink and commiserates about how lipstick just gets everywhere. I’ve got lipstick in places you couldn’t imagine, I’ve got lips in places you couldn’t imagine, I’ve got paint in every orifice! You think I was born with eyes this color? You think I was born? By positioning the patrons of the painting in the distance the artist audits audience, forcing you into the fucking art, the little audio guide headphones babble like piranhas. By positioning you on the dissection table the artist asks if he can take you out to dinner. I think the canvas looks like a bullet hole, but the man admiring it sips his Frappuccino and tells me the canvas is actually a rectangle. I consider wanting him, I consider what his breath could taste like if he let me resculpt his throat. Hi pretty girl! I wanna lick up Van Gogh’s sweat though really he was more famous for his blood. I’d attach his ear to my head but that’d be cliché and I’ve gotta keep em on their toes, baby! I’ve actually got his sunflowers growing out of my shoulder where it meets the marbled bicep! Mirrors in the mortars, crushed and mixed into paints. I’ve got everybody’s eyes on me! I can see myself a thousand thousand times! I’ve got watercolors intravenous, I've got oil paints metabolizing, I THINK I COULD FLY IF I FELL!