The best poison I ever tasted

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And after hours
Hours and days and weeks
Weeks and months and years

After years and years
After more than a decade
A decade of what?

Of raw pies,overcooked meat
Bland water,and over oilled dishes
After weakening my stomach with the desire
The desire to be what you want

And the weakening made your food poison
And poison  was your food
It makes me puke.

And after time and poison
So much poison inside me
I started loosing taste.
And taste I lost.

Around the same time I meet the love of my life

It s not a methaphore,I didn t feel taste in so long
Everything s bland
Everything s watery
Everything is either sweet or tasteless.

That s why..When I finally found the love of my life
The cafeine drink that made me sleppy
The pink can with the claw mark

I felt so relieved and so happy every time i drank it
Because I felt its taste to the fullest
I could spot the aroma,I could feel something

And that s why I wanted to eat,for the taste
Because art is taste and taste is art
With this magic can,I wouldn t need that much food so my body will stop asking for more!

One can..Two..Exactly 46 cans since new years eve.
..Sometimes it made me sleppy
Or dizzy or it made my head spin
But my mounth never rejected it to the point of needing ut to spit it from my neck

And spit it I did.
It fell from my nose and my mounth,it fell on the ground.
The taste,the only one that I can taste fully
..It felt like shit,it felt like poison,like mayonaise (on an escelator)

Later that day,still felling its taste,my body made me puke.
And puking it I did.
I puked all of it.

..The best poison I ever tasted.
I don t want to let it go..
It keeps me warm,it gives me taste
It gives me sweetness
It makes me sleep,it helps me go trough the day

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