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No evasion, hurdling with menace

Imminent doom is spreading towards you

Your pores reek prematurely of formaldehyde...

You are marked

The vulture's gaze cuts to the quick in persecution, and with every pile of trash you pass, the maggots writhe knowingly

Your grainy image beheaded on public television - the spray of your blood, the punchline to religious threats or, perhaps, a hilarious industrial accident - the grisly details recanted weekly by a redneck at the bar

Visions of your own death haunt your dreams and rack your mind

Visions of your own demise - blown up and carbonized

As you lie in wait, your corpse is eaten by your pets

A multitude of misfortunes awaits your stumbling misstep