from a freezer
to a tub of boiling grease
i travel
submerged in the heat
with countless others
i broil
my mind unharmed for now
my outer layer
becoming hard
crispy
lifted out in a basket
and put on a plate
im thankful
for the escape
slowly others leave me
COME BACK
TAKE ME WITH YOU
where could they possibly be going
i feel a slight amount of pressure
on my bottom ridges
the ground moves away
i enter a black hole
resting on a wet bed
until the barriers raise
and slam down
and i feel ...
i feel...
death