Nago

Inside lives an animal diseased with hate
My fingers turn discolored
Then the rotting aroma, aroma comes out
Of my mouth

Blinded by palms that whisper
"Guess who it is..."

An inchworm
A collision; I send an image
A human dies and I don't see it
I eat more food with maggots squirming in it

Evacuation
We cross the bridge
Which one of us will be first?
Tell me, who's gonna win?

I throw up once it hits my stomach



Credits
Writer(s): Rorik Abram Brooks
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