how this poison i’m about to inject you with will quickly and painfully kill you

within seconds,
it attacks
your respiration,
shriveling your lungs
like dried
onion flakes

soon your heart
will feel
squeezed in
a bagel hole,
a tortuous struggle
with every pump

finally your brain
will begin to melt,
mixing
and mushing
’til it turns to
cream cheese


excuse me one moment
i must
go fix breakfast
(why do i
even try this
before eating?)





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