Your heart, it palpitates so irregularly because it has already left you for an apocalyptic sect of late night infomercial fame.
Your remaining singular organs are fast approaching similar epiphanies--
Like your liver seeking God during inappropriate moments: uttering frantic dissections of hallowed syllables during office parties.
When these porous prophets seep sarin from ribcage slats your lungs are first to splatter their soggy masses against one another
though your kidneys are swift to follow suit; knotting together in preparation for the inevitable enlightenment.
Your brain expels from your body, poisoned and shrieking. It squirts a moist trajectory 25 centimeters long
before shriveling into two piles of dust, identical to the very last particle.
3 years ago