infested

it is an infestation
a million shadows flitting
at the edge of sight
i watch them
from the corner of my eye
waiting for them
to gather en masse
and consume me whole
leaving my hollow bones
scattered across the floor
her name etched deeply
into the splintered ivory

i think they understand
they wait patient
my guard has to eventually
be let down
and then a flurry of
ten thousand legs
tearing tiny mouthfuls
of this decaying flesh

perhaps i am the host
a barely mobile antfarm
filled with insect larvae

i am tired
tired of waiting
tired of trying
sitting on the edge
of calamity
soaked in melancholy
atrracting a horde of
scurrying darkness

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