Poison

Deformed bones

molding to your teeth

Gnaw, gnaw, gnaw.

Marrow stained gums

I will kill you even after death,

when my bones turn to poison

and slowly suffocate you.

I’ll pour down your throat,

tearing it apart as I go.

The next breath you take will be tortured

slow, raspy . . . dead.

I will eat away your stomach lining,

so anything you drink to soothe the pain

will only make it burn that much more.

Infiltrate your liver, your kidneys

and from there

you die.

Still living on after you die.

After I die.

Your body will melt into the earth,

where I’ll infiltrate into its depths.

I am an incurable poison.