High-Fructose Corn Syrup

i was sitting at the table with my friends.
and one of them ordered their slice with extra cheese, with a remark that she means to go on a diet as the only acceptable assurance to make up for the crime

For eating, that is.

that's when i pulled the tablecloth out from under the table and screamed
into her face, and tried to tear apart her stomach and her neck

i screamed, cried, spat and writhed
sprawled on the floor as they held me down

all at once, whether vultures or friends i was unsure
for pecking at my skin,

peck, "you don't need this"
peck, "this parts too thick"

but it's mine, not yours
STOP PULLING AT MY SKIN

they dubbed me crazy, they put me away.
the situation made the papers, and everyone was in havoc for a day

or two.

and then they forgot, as they always

do.

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and i truly think you should go fuck yourself,
if you wish to voice your opinion on high fructose corn syrup.