Bugs gotta eatA Chapter by Robert Francis Callacimy beastiesBugs gotta eat 24 As I lie upon my bed I find myself completely
dead was alive just minutes
back when I had a heart attack those little bugs got in
my head through eyes a*s and ears wiggling wobbling slithering sliding gnawing nibbling nose and
toes chewing eating dreads and
fears beastie tears seals peels
cements and sears the beastie soul
within I’ve become the sum of all
my sin-- an ickly bickly zombie kin beastie commentaries: © 2022 Robert Francis Callaci |
StatsAuthorRobert Francis CallaciPort Richey, FLAboutMy passion is writing- I've been writing a mythological tale on the many facets and faces of GOD- I've been a net poet for the past seventeen years- I'm a former admin at lit .org and active one (Patr.. more..Writing
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