Insect Man
Always blowing balloons of men
POP!
Too much!
TOO MUCH!
Insect Man
I dream of you
Horrible, don't do what
People want you to
In the shadows
in the feint
virgin weak knees
taste your paint
Pop too much
Too Much
WAY TOO MUCH.
Examining
Me
As though
I were
AN INSECT.
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