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