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Thursday, August 24, 2017

Bed Bug



Is it my empty chest you wanted?
Pick clean every nook and drawer
Strip my dresses from the closet
You're the one I'm looking for

Did I never sleep in solace?
Do my pillowed feathers wake?
Give me one more dream, I promise
I'll get rid of everything

Was I ever pure of body?
Did I never see the ghosts?
I can feel them all still on me
Wondering where did you go

Free me of my shame and sickness
Let my filthy fingers rest
We must have the same affliction
Guessing there is no one left

Take a bone or head to bury
Know there's only vacant space
Maybe we're both ordinary
Neither wants to show their face

Pull the light switch from the power
Pool the floor in molten rock
If I should find you with my honor
I won't need to own a sock

Am I not the spoiled beast
If not you spot my flesh instead?
I still smell the poison stinking
Underneath each cotton thread

Have I always been so rotten?
Have I done so horribly?
Won't be long till you've forgotten
And you come for more of me