My Poetry

A Pantoum on Infestation

The burgundy bugs crawl all around in my brain.

Dancing under the pink meat of my face.

Their little sticky, sinister feet march again and again.

If I wasn’t insane I’d probably feel the bass

 

of their feet dancing under the pink meat of my face.

Chomping on the raw insides of my cheeks like crocodiles.

If I wasn’t insane I’d probably feel the bass

of their drunk and dumb laughs and smiles all while

 

they munch on the tough, raw insides of my cheeks like it’s crocodile skin.

They’re having a fiesta with my fucking cerebrum as the piñata.

And they wear dumbass, intoxicated giggles and grins.

Sixty slimy fiends with parched voices that say nada.

 

They’re having a fucking fiesta with my cerebrum as the piñata.

All because my hollow eyes were like unlocked doors to my brain

for the sixty slimy fiends with the parched voices that say nada.

And I can hear their music and smell their vodka and taste their cocaine.

 

They’re here because my hollow eyes were like unlocked doors to my brain.

I listen to their parties as I rot and go insane

And I can hear their music and the burps from vodka and the snorts of cocaine.

And I crumble, but I do not complain

 

or stop them from driving me insane.

Because life is less lonely with a loud neighbor than one that’s slain.

So, I listen and I crumble, but I do not complain

about the burgundy bugs that infest the rivers and canals of my migraine.

 

Happy Sunday, everyone! This is a pantoum I wrote. I have always wanted to write about bugs in the brain, and I thought the repetition of the pantoum form would be a great place for this theme. I had fun with this form, see if you can figure out how the pantoum works if you do not already know its elements! Thank you for reading! Enjoy your week! Comment and subscribe below!

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