It used to be a corny joke, accusing vegetarians of killing plants.
I still remember the first time I kicked a dandelion, after everything started. God... the way the cry just cut off like that.... I walked on the sidewalks. I quit mowing the lawn. But every day, they got louder.
The other day, I breathed in and I swear I heard tiny, tinny screams. Pollen, maybe. Spores. I don't know.
I swallowed the last of the pills just a few minutes ago. My eyesight is already fading.
What will Hell be like for murderers, now that we all are?
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