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And then i ran out

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In search of
The knocking door
Lies the answer
To madman

In search of
The knocking door
Lies the answer
To madwomen

Tripping over my toes
Tripping over my fingers
Tripping over
Everything

Falling over
Into lakes
Into puddles of eyes
Swimming in my ears

How gross it feels
Running up my spine
Where is the blanket
That I hide inside?

Snuggled up
All nice and warm
Away from the things
That wants to eat my skin

Holes in my arms
Climbing up my neck
Starting to itch
Itching like mad

The holes are spreading
Getting deeper
Per the minute
Blood streaming out

Trying to suck it
Trying to lick it
Only to find it's
Growing much worse

Creepy crawlies
Climbing out
Thousands and thousands
Working their way out!

What are they?
Where did they come from?
Why are they here?
Please don't let it be…

16 eyes,
30 legs,
9 arms,
23 mouths.

This couldn't be!
My babies are here at last!
Fear us
For their stealing your world!

Dare to cross
Our pass
And we will
Gobble you up
From madman and blanket this poem was formed.
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