A massive beast approaching – evermore close.
Cockroach!
Shoot your poison, or whatever you do, do not
Kill me.
From the billows of an air chute,
You were led by air, or love, so close.
I do not know how you got there, before you got here. But do not
Kill me.
Me in my peaceful rest - middle of the night –
Sick and stuck and overwhelmed by your torture.
Finally managed to open my eyes –
To feel you.
To feel a disgusting beast crawling on my legs –
Crawling over me, wanting me, under my sheets.
And my stupidity. Thinking you were only close...but never real enough
To be here.
But you are, you are here, on my leg hairs –
I arise from the tickling feather of your puny 6 legs.
In pure darkness – I slam open the closet door, reach for a sandal,
And kill you before you devour me!