slime
slime is in every household in the bottom of the binbag
the indistinct juice that forms from the trash
of different types. none are immune to this
ectoplasmic incursion from the dimension
of detritus, the cocktail of crap and last little drops
of lager or lavender, everything is added
to the marvellous medicine some call slime
it stinks and is always a colour of decay. corruption.
creeps through the pores of plastic packaging out
into the atmosphere another unseen enemy
another uninvited evil in the heart of the home
nothing supernatural about this stuff
until
you recognise it for what it is - an experiment
conducted in every kitchen like a lab or an altar
for summoning this alien effluent, slime