Salt on a Slug Black Flag

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I poured salt on a large slug
I watched how the slug writhed and squirmed
It tried to escape me and my burning salt
The slug made no sound
But I'm sure if I were turned inside out and dipped in salt, I would scream
I remember how the slug glistened and resperated
Until I put the salt on it
And how it tried to get away secreting a yellowish green mucus
In great quantities that bubbled slightly
My fascination turned to revulsion as the slug writhed and tossed from side to side
Secreting even more yellow-green mucus to try and beat the salt
(Laughter)
It was a losing battle for the slug
Cause when it had succeeded in rubbing some of the salt off with great effort, I would simply turn the salt shaker on the slug again and start over
Eventually I got bored and left the slug, still writhing in vain
Trying to get free of the salt that eventually sucked the slug dry
Later I imagined that my whole body was a tongue and I was dipped in salt...