Death Room

A green apple,
an orange, an yellow banana,
fruity loops;looping around me,
crunchy and chunky, blue and white.

A fruity spirit envelopes me,
citric acid floats through my veins,
heart pounding,acid yellow blood,
foamy, sour;my tongue runs wild.

Fruit peel scattered around,
emitting foul smells,
like human remnants-
out of a death room,cold,shimmering white.

Ugly fruit peels, the liver and the heart,
the body cutting boy,plucking them out,
his mind filled with acid, so divine,
Alas! he makes gruel for the beast outside.