Food for Vomit inducing Thought

A man sits hunched over his food. Keeping a deathless gaze on his food with his left eye while the right hangs in his soup. The pupil bubbling in the festering liquid while the waxy nerves melt , nibbled by the moth strewn air. His greedy compainions carrry on regardless. Ravashing his viscous sweaty soup strewn with carrot chunks of puss, bone shards and oily hair. Blood oozes into the great diarrhea inducing vomit bowl creating a new encrusted layer. A fiery hemorrhoid landscape where tears bubble and turdy scabs strain against the surface. Each new handful drips slowly off the companions mummified fingernails encrusted with dirt and slicked skin. Those that make it enter the mustard gas onion miasma, breathing over the sewage torrent that the gummy mouth masticates with each sqeak and squelch.Bon Appetite.