microwave popcorn and dying spiderslaying on their backstheir legs twitchingspasming 

                             not so appealinghuh

Its not ready

Not ready? You don’t have a microwave, anyet you know the popcorn’s not ready?

Im listenin  Either adamant or retarded kernals holdinback holdinout   stubborn

Stubborn popcorn?

Whynot  Its not inanimate

they frownedlooked like they had a mouthful of shit 

                                                       Corn’s animate?

It germinates It gifts up Im beginning to think were not animate were fuckin ungratefulfuckin entitled 

                                                                                                            Human beings havent been tossed into the fire since witches and Jews  Were a fuckedup species 

their frown deepeneddarkened 

                                 You flabbergast me. I don’t know what to say.

I wasnt askintheres nothing to say  Just askin you open your eyes  ansee 

                                                                               Dontake the popcorn out Spiders will follow

they set the bag of popped corn on the butcherblock kitchen island from above daddylongleggeds rainedlanded on their backstwitching dying  he unfortunately recognised death throes

they opened the bagBAM unpopped kernels went off in unison and spewed popped corn on the countertop among the mess of writhing spiders 

                          dancing corndying spiders  a queer choreography

likely 

      he wouldnt indulged in microwave popcorn for some time to come 

hed fall back on oil kernels and shaking the hell out of the pot aided with potholders

maybe archaic 

                but thats where cavemen belong   thered never be spastic spiders

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