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Abuse The Cells
Rated: E | Poetry | Adult | #1868247
A weird poem about abusing cells in your body as a means of expressing a desired end.

-Abuse The Cells-
by
Keaton Foster

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Abuse the cells
Give them every ounce of hell
Muster all that you can
Spare not one
The sum of the who you are
Must be unequivocally represented
The totality of your ways
Must be expressed.

Abuse the cells
Kill as many as you can
In any way you deem fit
Destroy them all
Whatever it takes
Leave none unchanged
Leave none as they were
Alter their state.

Abuse the cells
Banish them
With weapons
With poisons
With toxic concoctions
Use over and under the counter drugs
As much as you can stomach
Become ideologically numb.

Abuse the cells
Use crudely implemented words
Vernacular weapons meant to teach
All who listen, a lesson of sorts
A lesson they won't soon forget
Express what to them
Certainly seems inexpressible.

Abuse the cells
Wield a rusty blade
Cut to the bone
Expose all that is inside
To the terrifying outside
Bleed until dead
A tidal wave of red
An ocean of life spent.

Abuse the cells
If none of that works
Consider the absurd
Put a gun to your head
Fear nothing of the squeeze
Or the terrifying bang
Matter will be displaced
A horrific stain you will create
That someone else will have to clean up.

Abuse the cells
Give them every ounce what they deserve
Muster up all that you can
Spare not one of them
Kill as many as you can
In any way you deem fit
You will not be judged
How could you ever.

Abuse the cells
Betray your life
Burn your abode
Forever scream into the cold
Die an amazing death of tragedy
Taken to the furthest possible step
Fear nothing of what comes next.

Abuse the cells
Kill as many you can
As many as you are sure you must
All at once or little by little
Such a choice is yours
Choose it well…



Abuse The Cells
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2012.

© Copyright 2012 Keaton Foster: Know My Hell! (UN: keatonfoster at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
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