26 January, 2012

Juicer

Juiced vegetables grow inside my stomach
as I attempt to shrink malnutrients and malcontentedness.

Beets and broccoli stain my cupboards and skin,
while the keratin and pectin spoil within my arteries.

The plastic and metal whizz in fury,
smashing vitamins down to their square rooted form.

The entrails of the Earth’s ingestibles are flung
out, rainbowed in waste bins while the I pour the juice-blood.

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