"Bugs"

“Bugs”

All ready to be perfected

Welcome……………………….

Cereal killers gorging on bones

Seldom…………………………………

Do I feel the outcome?

From intoxicants hell bent on finding relief ?

Numbness is all I ask…………………………………

To get me outside of this bear trap cutting bone deep

My eyes water and I twitch at the facts that I am stoned on you

Until forever this obsession is a neverender

Now a staple in my life without white flag surrender

 

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