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Best-case this chemical disaster’s
not the kind where you just die
but like the kind where you can grow a tail
or have some extra eyes
they won’t tell you what’s to come
because their guilt lies in the truth
so all there is to do is do wait
and hope it makes us monster too
the people’s spines will spring up spikes
and their offspring will have horns
so they will have to face their devil
in each baby that is born
ideally i would grow some fur
because i’m always so damn cold
or extra arm so if i’m busy
you’d still have a hand to hold
or pet my cat
who come to think of it’s been drinking from the tap
maybe he’ll get huge and grow some wings
and i could ride on top his back
and in the shower when i wash my hair
i hope it turns to snakes
much like the ones responsible
for all the dead fish in our lakes
would it be neat to brush my teeth
and watch em all turn into fangs
or just another page to fill out
on dental insurance claims
maybe plants sprouting from the soil
will be mutated by fall
and hoarding food gets pretty hard
when all the fruit is twelve feet tall
so then theyll finally let us eat it
but mostly cause they need the space
it’s not like that they think we need it
with how much fucking food we waste
now the toxins in our stomachs
are deadlier than acid rain
but instead of dying from it
it unlocks parts of our brains
it heightens all our senses
makes us stronger than freight trains
and we can finally seek the vengeance
that’s been coursing through our veins
you can lead a horse to water
but you can’t beat it if it’s dead
who’s cup will you drink from
after all the bloods been shed?
now there’s something in the water
and we’re wishing on a well
that god made every river
empty into the same hell