Amnesia
He traps a swarm in his skull
Bee beasts multiplied
Huddled, hurdled, slow and dull
Their stings over-amplified
He crawls off a tightrope
Tired arms clinging by a finger
Slippery hands, what a sad trope
Caterpillars chewing off his anger
His cockroach eyes go wild
For a woman scorned, but who?
Clawing at his throat, he’s a child
Does he taste like them, too?
He traps a swarm in his skull
Lonely larvae gnawing at his brain
Devoured by the mighty seagull-
King, of truly all the main
He crawls off a tightrope
Help me, help me, find a trigger
Pull him out of the beetle’s grope
Seagull, seagull, what a true ogre
His cockroach eyes go wild
For a forgotten ladybug, what to do?
Curdling back in his cocoon so well styled
How could he possibly be so blue?
He traps a swarm in his skull
He crawls off a tightrope
His cockroach eyes go wild
For the Seagull-king’s prepared demise
Written By: June Rossaert
