Vomit

Vomit is truth.
Nothing but vile sloppy truth.
It reveals all content you struggled to keep down.
Chunks of food.
The taste of acid on your toungue.
Slime, pure slime.
Ugly things that we do our best to hide.
Ugly doesn't lie.
On your knees, hunched over cool porcelain.
Moments more honest than these rarely exist.
Vomit stinks.
The truth stinks more.
It's uncomfortable on the way out.
The truth, I mean.
Health.
All lies.
No one is healthy these days.
Diseases, viruses, illness.
They live in our bodies, and our brains even.
That is truth.
But health isn't real.
Isn't truth.
Placebos and sugarpills.
Lies.
Pills, remedies, lifestyle changes.
Fake.
Supress the disease.
Supress the truth.