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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