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Reaping over yonder

Hell’s asterid nightshade alkaloidess

Waits with revulsion

Sick hostility!

Yet hypnotizing in toxic excess

She whispers “Eat Me”

I can tell that you hate it:

Recalling horrific events that frighten us

Leaves one rather terrified

However wickedly enticing, she came alive

In color, shape, and contour

Ex Lux Psychedelica, Datura Wept from her Leaves

Viridescent blades all around the yard

When sown from beneath

She will only undermine the flora with violent theology

Pale death scream cries for sacrifice

Suddenly it reveals itself behind a veil

Her leaves bleed green with seeds of poison

Such a dangerous intoxicant demoness

Such poison, so dangerous

And I consumed all of them…why?

To ingest such a hideous pheromone

Is to embrace most dismal exiting lucidity

Dead faces in the corner

Spiders…I’d burn the house down, but I lost my cigarette

Stay awake for the moon rise beckoning Toloatzin bloom’s first opening devilry

The seeds are poisonous, and I consumed them all