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Stump vomit

Stumble your way through the forest.

Get lost in seas of trees.

Overwhelmed by the urge to vomit,

You feel it in your knees.

Cannot hold from expelling the munt,

So you hunch over by a tree stump.

Life force draining from the mouth.

The colours scrape your retinas out.

Your scared and you feel mother’s presence,

So scared you ran home in 7 seconds.

The tree stump comes back from the dead,

Feeding off the goop that’d came out your head.

The stumps roots turn into lots of little legs,

Then he hops out the ground and starts to track the kids stench.

Evil eyes sprout through splinters in the bark,

So he can see his way through the dark.

Starts to crawl in your direction,

Following your trail to perfection.

You’re at home hoping to end the trip.

Thoughts are racing mind won’t zip .

You hear scraping sounds down the street

As he scrambles dragging his twig feet.

You accept your fate and welcome doom

Sacrifice to the creature made by the shroom.