The substance flows Through the very air Warming it. It’s easier to swallow. The poison goes down; Without a second thought. My breath is contaminated, I can feel the cells Multiplying. Dividing. I can feel it splitting. I am holding a conversation With myself And im barely making it through The day. I’m watching my failures On a silver screen And I keep seeing that face. My minds a blank Just another side effect A mutation A break in the code I am just two letters off from HORSE and the pressure is on. Not that I’m a fan, But rather a silent observer. Its funny how now I realize the likeness Is uncanny And the bulb is just Too dark