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To consume poison

Is to accept unpredictability

The effects are questionable

And perhaps even fatal



To drink the poison

Is to accept situations preventable

By both reason and logic

But you know the risk



I have taken my poison

On a spoon

And it tasted bitter

For all it's appeal



I have drunk it down

And now I wait to reel

From it's unreliable effects



The symptoms of this sickness

Include numbness of mind

Fatigue and disorientation

And I can't quite place the feeling

In the pit of my stomach



I wait for the next wave of emotion

To flood me

Be it pain and agony

Or a new understanding



I sit idle and wait

For the poison

To kick in.