• Written By: Walker/Mackenzie

The spatter becomes a spray,
The spray becomes a stream,
And the stream becomes a waterfall.
Munt is finally cascading from my input.

The creeping sick moves from my breath
And into my heart where it is pumped to every inch of my body.
I feel it snake through the knots of my deepest veins
And eats through the walls of my zells.

It bleeds through the pores of my skin
And it smells good.
It drops from my crotch on to the floor
And with a heavy slap it hits the ground and spreads.

Inside my body,
The pressure is too great
And like some ancient geyser I erupt.
My head hits the roof and my body breaks apart with the force of the liquid blast.

Vomit bomb.
Chunky shrapnel tears through everything around me.
I am vomit vomiting.
I grow and disperse.

Bleeding through walls,
I force myself upon others.
I slide up legs and crawl down throats.
I integrate.
I am double,
Triple.
I am ten times the size.

I turn lakes into porridge and buildings into bile.
I am a noxious soup filling valleys with vomit-torrents.
Castles crumble in landslides and I munch the rubble.
It tastes good.

Ten thousand times bigger.
I seep into power sockets and travel along the wires
At the speed of light across vast electrical networks.
I am electric.
I am on fire.
This is sex.
I am every one and every zero.

One million.
I am supercharged flaming puke storming every cell, molecule and atom I can find.
I am cancer.
I am flying.
I am a rainbow unfurling across the sky.
I am floating.
I am omni.

Five hundred million.
The world is my interior.
It no longer spins.
It is altered.
My density forces me outward.
I am in orbit.

One billion.
I am Saturn's rings and Jupiter's storms.
I am the weather.
I am the sun's heat.
I am the night sky.

Five hundred billion.
The solar system is puke.
To the Kuiper belt and beyond.
I fill the void.
Exploding suns vomit comets.
Comets vomit acid rain.
Spilt milk over the milky way.

One trillion.
The stars are my cells.
Racing faster outwards,
Upwards,
Downwards,
Inwards.
Losing track of my place in the vomit-verse.
Every-nowhere.

I am heavy.
I am gravity.
Nebulas pregnant with barf pulsate and burst.
Expansion.
I shoot arrows of time in all directions.
I am a blackhole shitting into the void.
I tear through the skin of perception and into the next.

Nonillion.
The cosmic microtone background becomes transparent.
Like rising damp,
Munt soaks into the walls of the cosmos
And it topples like soggy bread.
I am dark energy accelerating.
Multiverse.

Entanglement.
I am time.
Centillion.
Time is sick.
Critical density.
Contraction.
Singularity.
Everything and nothing.
Life and death.
Murder of the universe.