Maggot
Maggots crawling on the ceiling
.................................On the wall
Hanging on strings of white
I dare not touch
I may only stare
Spray them with pesticide
Slam them on the ground
Bury them in the grain
but they never go away
It's going on two days now
Maggots on the ceiling
Sliced by the fan
................On the wall
The walls are moving
The ceiling is like a wave
They were small at first
Bomb the house
Whisk them away
down the drain
only more come
to take the losers' place
I don't understand why they are here
I can't make them leave
They haunt my eyes
They plague my fears
Worse than before.
And I thought spiders were bad
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