Breathe in all of the surroundings- exhale bad thoughts turn to cancer skin drips, fingernail decay through blackened teeth a brown tongue seems to say "more shit, they toss me for breakfast, is brainfood" & the fish's head don't fit his bowl but he's snappin' & pissed about his hairloss so the cats no longer snack on him the bites have healed, the scars are tougher than his little ears- well hidden beneath the paisley sideburns now his foaming, gaping mouth is hungrier than theirs- that all-consuming, greedy orafice a breeding ground of negativity a feeding ground of neo-divinity will suck all humanity like puss from the sore & saliva from the gullet the nose-noise yeilds to snot & barks at a clear passage allowing you to breathe in all of the surroundings now... exhale