Ants and Angst
Finally got around to
writing on paper
Actually writing—
seems like forever
My pen flies,
runs away with my chicken scratch
much like a chicken
running away with its head cut off
Better write this…
feeling’s bearing down on me—
just niggling
Ever felt that way?
Like there are 999 fire ants
biting you
They crawl…bite…
just everywhere
and you wish
that you can just die
You wait for that
final fatal bite
--but it never comes
simply because it
needs that 1000th ant
It’s the magic ant
with the final deadly bite
So you are tortured
forever
You keep scratching,
itching, hurting
Never really knowing
where to scratch since
the itch is everywhere
and nowhere at all
Pretty frustrating
and so I just sigh.
Fire ants biting my heart.
*** Wrote this one because of the Ants in my towel plus I was feel angsty O_o
Gosh, that was crazzzzyy! Good thing I felt some of those ants biting me
on my shoulders and arm--then I stared at my towel and aaack,
it made my skin crawl--yeeek!!
Haha had to take a shower again-- *shudder* just thinking about it--
so nope, not for any contest ;)
Copyright © Kabuteng P.Ink K. | Year Posted 2011
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