I'm not edible
I realised very early on, that
there is a bird inside my body
like a wood pecker
that keeps tapping my sinews
nibbling my insides
and there is a monkey
right there too
jumping around my heart
as my heart beat always
with this thumping collides
And a worm within me,
It picks at everything
soft and cuddly within me
and drinks late into night
savouring the juices from my mind
where it sleeps, and slides
And the dog,
the most ferocious kind
black in colour
with a tough and shiny hide
stays around me,
where it hangs
around in the darkness
as I can hear late into nights
baring of its fangs
its prowls and its asides
around in the darkness
as I can hear late into nights
baring of its fangs
its prowls and its asides
I knew that they were there
waiting, waiting for me
to make a mistake
and would all jump and attack me
dragging me to the darkness
with them,
yes, the darkness
that within me, always hides!
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