S I T E . I N D E X
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At night
Almost alone
Sleepless
Tossing, turning
The bugs crawl through my brain
Infesting
Ingesting
Molesting
Any idea ...
how I can stop this pain?
As morning dawns
I crawl out from under
a blanket of bug excrement
... no ... just sweat
So tired and so drawn
In the past ... unfettered
and LIVING bug-free
I dreamt, I wished
I hoped; But now ...
if only these bugs would let me be
Daybreak ... bathing ... shaving ...
DAMN these bugs!
Why do they torture me?
The morning news announces the migration of killer bees
Oh please god, set me free
Leaving, driving ...
no, fleeing to work
The bugs ... they hitch a ride
There's no escape for me
Not now; or ever ... MAY BE!?
So I ask myself
what if I take
some fix that'll aid
to ease my pain
To liberate me
To become bug-free!
And I dream and wish
To hope, to live
If ever these bugs leave me
Damn bugs!
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Written by
El_Keh, 1998 |