earwig

by Olivia Alexander

– after C.B.

This thing
is a terror from undersea life;
a monster
from the depths;
why is it so terrifying?
it evolved
too quickly
to crawl on land,
with its hundred legs,
into the crotch of my underwear
still damp
from Jane’s last visit…
I watch it disappear,
shifting
the stain in the cotton,
burrowing into my private place…
listen, you
godforsaken angler,
you freak,
I
have to go
in the morning;
I have to put on
my suit
that still
smells
like gin and mothballs;
I have to go
and work
you slimy spiny fucker
so
you better be gone
by the time I put those on.

 

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Featured by The Blasted Tree: February 28, 2015


Olivia Alexander

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Earwig by Olivia Alexander is a Blasted Tree original poem.

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