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Abuse The Cells
A weird poem about abusing cells in your body as a means of expressing a desired end. |
-Abuse The Cells- by Keaton Foster 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. |