She Comes Poem by Dorsey Baker

She Comes



She comes
sucking the life out of you
She comes
As a buzzard comes
To feast upon its breakfast
She comes
To sentence you
To be a slave
She greases you like
A gun that greases itself
Until the point of death
Breathing hot foggy breath
Deep into your lungs
Until they explode
She comes
For the pleasure
That causes you pain
She comes
To eventually
Eliminate you!

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