Get out of my head
annoying itch
I feel you there
squirming around in my squishy bits
I feel you there
squirming around in my squishy bits
defecating earwigs
tweaking the prefrontal cortex
Your invitation was revoked
I moved the furniture and buried the dead
This isn't entertaining
this serves no purpose
be gone
stay gone
until memories are but
monochromatic flotsam
inspiring the occasional slow thin smile.
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