Poetically Driven

Burrito (Pt 2 Via Twisted Version)

The chicken isn't alone,

The tortilla wasn't dry,

The mayonnaise can't over-drip,

The taste on your tongue won't leave your mouth,

The crunch of the tomatoes left a scent,

So that when you breathe me - you smell it all,

When you take your first bite,

The darkness already rises into the air,

When you chew it all up,

Fate already chooses it's task,

When you swallow it for the first time,

The demons already come running,

When your in the middle of the deliciousness,

The universe interrupts,

When it's all nearly finished,

You feel the rise in your stomach,

Once you finish it,

Once you taste that last bite,

Once you inhale it's scent for the last time,

Once you know that it's gonna be done,

You take it in,

You chew,

Gulp,

Swallow,

And in comes the plans of the universe,

From the lovely burrito.

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"He told me: I am the burrioto of sadness,

So I told him: Well, I am the burrito of your madness." ~KEYONDRA DAVIS (Ahem, bitch)

I've thought about this book so many times during the day >.<. I belive it's coming towards an end my lovely burritos. I believe it is..

Sincerely,

Rob.

(I missed that burrito)