Anticipated Death

From the eyes of a pasta noodle

I arrive in a box
Of deep ocean blue
To the store she refuses
Her feet to walk through

I arrive at her house
My siblings in toe
Thrown to the hot tub
Lit by orange glow

Suddenly we're lifted
No, dragged straight to hell
Into the bowl
A cramped prison cell

Scorching lava floods my face
Shoved to ground zero
Only to witness the death of my brothers
My fate was of Nero

Last man standing
I wait for the pain
Get it over with
So I feel no shame

Eyes squeezed tight
Mouth in a pucker
I peek to make sure
Of course, I'm a sucker

Piercing my flesh
Razor needles slice
Dark eulogy locking
My head in a vice

I arrive in unknown
Lurching, twisting, turning
Maybe it's over?
Then stomach acid burning
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