Hey! This room is nice!
Every cell dying, decaying
Life is only as long as that cell’s
unless another one is born,
staggered like bricks.
Are the nurses nice?
We’re all just walking piles of shit
Decomposing masses of flesh
Carrying bowels of rotting food.
Full of life is full of death!
I wish my TV was that nice.
No off switch!
Shutting down is slow and tedious
Or fast and messy (popping a water balloon)
Stopping the chain reaction.
Those flowers sure are nice.
Why is the spirit so strong
When the flesh is already dead?
Every day, one more cell saves the body
When one more soul should have fled.