a beasties interlude

the little buggers

The little beastie sings

Lots of awful things

It’s in my head

On my bed

My eyes

Ears

It crawls

In my nose

It bites my toes

Sucking up my blood

While eating at my fears

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[deeps]

It's feeding off of our soul.

Just the picture you paint with these words
makes me think twice about sleeping tonight.

Like this form and style.