#1
Eat me up like a stale cookie

Like bits of bread we crumble to the ground
The souls crush us to the very bottom
Picked up by the vacuum of time that heals all wounds
Just eat me up like a stale cookie
Crush me, kill me, taste me…but do not enjoy me
As soon as we get comfortable in the place we are…
We are suddenly dumped into the pile of grungy dregs
We stare down the other bits of white trash
Moldy cauliflower, slimy potatoes, and the onions…
The onions make us all cry
The bag is drenched
The real men throw us out the door in fits of anger
Just eat me up like a stale cookie
Crush me, Kill me, taste me…but do not enjoy me
We wait…
All tied up with nothing to do but wait
Wait for what is to come next
The pressure is too much
The others start to sweat
Their fear drips down onto the lower life forms who don’t understand why
Why they are about to be disposed of
Finally the time is now
We are taken away
Just eat me up like a stale cookie
Crush me, Kill me, taste me…but this time...
Savor the flavor…
Taste what you have done…
And the moment you realize that that was you
You will realize…there is nothing you can do