wasps
Relentless
My thoughts
The beating wings of wasps
swarming
In my mind
The bending necks of human kind
contorting
in my mind
Swarming
Louder
Bending
Further
Drenched in sweat
I scream
As their blood begins to stream
fading black, I cannot see
Past the noise of beating wings
Past the sound of breaking beings
Snap back to before
my mind took over
I’m alone in my room
once more
Save
for trailing wasps
that flash visions
Screaming
Fleeting thoughts
of breaking beings
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I love that “fleeting thoughts of breaking beings.”