It’s going to **** me.
It’s going to cut me up into neat little fractions until I am no more,
It’s going to spread through my body like a disease, filling up every compartment of my being,
It’s going to take root in the pits of my belly like a green leafed plant ,and I’m going to water it with my tears until it grows too big to be contained.
And then it’s going to smother me.
And then it’s going to **** me.