I poured salt on a large slug.
I watched how the slug writhed and squirmed.
It tried to escape me and my burning salt.
The slug made no sound.
But I'm sure if I were turned inside out
and dipped in salt, I would scream.
I remember how the slug glistened and resperated...
Until I put the salt on it.
And how it tried to get away
secreting a yellowish green mucus
In great quantities that bubbled slightly.
My fascination turned to revoltion
as the slug writhed and tossed from side to side
Secreting even more yellow green mucus
to try and beat the salt.
It was a losing battle for the slug.
'Cause when it had succeeded in
rubbing some of the salt off with great effort
I would simply turn the salt shaker
on the slug again and start over.
Eventually I got bored and left the slug
still writhing in vain
Trying to get free of the salt
that eventually sucked the slug dry.
Later I imagined that my whole body was a tongue
and I was dipped in salt...
I watched how the slug writhed and squirmed.
It tried to escape me and my burning salt.
The slug made no sound.
But I'm sure if I were turned inside out
and dipped in salt, I would scream.
I remember how the slug glistened and resperated...
Until I put the salt on it.
And how it tried to get away
secreting a yellowish green mucus
In great quantities that bubbled slightly.
My fascination turned to revoltion
as the slug writhed and tossed from side to side
Secreting even more yellow green mucus
to try and beat the salt.
It was a losing battle for the slug.
'Cause when it had succeeded in
rubbing some of the salt off with great effort
I would simply turn the salt shaker
on the slug again and start over.
Eventually I got bored and left the slug
still writhing in vain
Trying to get free of the salt
that eventually sucked the slug dry.
Later I imagined that my whole body was a tongue
and I was dipped in salt...