Insects (a poem) my first and only poem. – ek.

by on Apr.24, 2016, under Lyrics, Random Stuff

Insects (a poem)

(c) 2016 by earl kayoss

Talking with ants

below tall green skyscraper blades of grass.

We weep in the endless hours and in the jaws of time.

I understand them and so do I.

They are my only friends.

I fall asleep among them.

They blanket me.

I am warm and safe inside their frenzied cocoon.

Dressed only in bees, I dance in the meadow…

The deafening applause of yellow robot butterflies.

Flowers blue and electric, plugged into the end of the sky.

I reign in the shrill screams of mosquitoes,

Their syphons in my brain seek knowledge.

I kneel before them.

They worship me.

I am a God in their million eyes.

Victim of the mating Mantis,

I dream with severed head.

Locusts swarm the horizon,

to block the sun with bad intent.

Spiders black and advancing try hopelessly to intervene

Slaughtered by wailing witch and wasp… who turn their grins at me.

“I promise thee… the horror of the process of dying

is equal to the peace one finds in death.”

Says the butterfly to the dragonfly

with its final breath.

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