what I want is to wear its fur
what I want is to hear it screaming
while I purr
skin me a live animal
what I want is more juice in the vein
what I want is more smoke in the lung
what I want is to wear the animal
skin and fuck
skin me a live animal
take me to Vienna, you fool, and immediately
take me while a shop girl looks me in the eye
take me to the dead end of some other century
take me exactly to midnight, then leave me to die
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1. With obvious play on "skin me a live animal" and "skin me alive, animal".
2. The narrator possibly is not a native speaker and may have fallen out of a time machine. She is louche, one-eyed, absinthed.
3. I don't know why any of this. I think someone wants back to fin de siècle Vienna. Someone with a lust for blood and a lust for lust. And one clouded eye?
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