Friday, April 26, 2019
042619c
When I awoke
first thing I noticed
the mushrooms growing all over
her cooling form
I couldn't help myself
something in the air of this world
makes us all do it
I plucked one loose
took a bite
OMG it was good
really really good
I took another
another
soon, they all were gone
I left her there
hoping more would grow by the next morning
they did, and the next
soon there will be nothing left
for them to grow from
but I met this girl…
Labels:
addiction,
alien,
colony,
compulsion,
death,
food,
horror,
mushroom,
poem,
science fiction,
sf
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