Paraquat Insecticide Speaks

I’m as immune to prayer as to

whom or what ingests me. Man

woman insect animal plant

deplete darken wither die. Inside

his brain’s deepest vault. I am

progressive slow aggressive

with the nervous system.

My earliest sign, loss

of the sensuous sense of smell,

twitch, muscle ache, need

to sleep before my secret

exposes a disease so hungry

we scream, ego-driven. He

beats against betrayal. Even if

he had one ear open to his Lord,

he still would be mine.

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