you left your fingerprintsall over my trachea
they’re blue and yellow
purple and green
i said taste my arsenic
laced lady parts
i trickled cyanide over
my bare navel
i said poison apple
i am a death treat
lick this popsicle of hemlock
toxic shock and venom
body you tried to own
to frighten into submission
didn’t you know it would be
your ruination
i dipped myself in chlorotoxin
active ingredient in scorpion reaction
i have botulism blood
and mercury infused hair
rape my bones and stab my eyes
you won’t last long after i’m gone
i always wanted to be an atom bomb
atomic cherry popper you turned into
now you’re melting in my carpet
and your reign is at an end
let another man try to eat me again
By Emily Smith-Miller
The Carnage Conservatory 