'n Anchor Roach Ment Inc
day and night Blattaria of various shapes and sizes
scuttle with incandescent
after glow as flashing blur rises
to fill every quarter of mine cerebral core, when asleep pries
me lids awake with shell shocked horror consumed as curse
more heinous than any punishment,
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aye would to ostracize
to escape nightmarish, and/or be painted
by the ghost of Ludwig Mies
Van Der Rohe envisioning viscous
long fostered out foxed roach like Chuck Norris lies
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in wait...while gingham gilt glinted gutsy
psy germane gangsta Gangnam up and Psy kit up
with other pestilential gall im ma u fry dis guise
invade thine every moment
of mien kempf life, where cries
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of mine non mean mien muffled
by aggressive critters, whom buys
and borrows any opportunity
to communicate this plea ye assize.
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now and then a lull occurs when
palm meadow jujitsu gremlins ace
any attempt to broker and detente
or armistice claws, and base
sic lee these beetle browed chitinous
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give damn excellent chase
and run for the money, whereby scientists
hypothesize that no apocalypse can erase
skittering thousands of species
(aye arbitrarily identify one re: Periplaneta americana
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flourishing amidst outside the realm
sans computer game, where face
less, frightfully fungible (fyi fancifully
freely flourishing) infestations grace
many surfaces of this dwelling, which owner
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will not pony up to exterminate,
but nada so deva hi'n landlady/owner
relishes that ceiling to flour contours a moving lace
of millennial survivalists, thus finding
thee spouse to call this place
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the ROACH motel, which species
appear head, thorax, abdomen and shoulders
to be predominant viz race
sing competitors elbowing every other organism,
result with said pests livingsocial
eradicating present jambalaya.
Copyright © Matthew Harris | Year Posted 2016
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