Insectum

cut
into sections
clothed
with anxiety
naked
with chitinous skin
consisting of a head
thorax
and abdomen
which we seem to love inviting
other insects

into

possessing limbs
that dangle off of our bodies
seemingly fleeing
petty
existences

compound eyes
see the world
in a billion different
perspectives
but we choose
to star gaze
the scenarios
that place
one more day
in our custody

unaware of the antennae
that swing
in our first person
always bumping into
one another
somehow finding
magnetism
we breed
infestation

flooding
the concrete blades
that sway in the sky
looming
from the crevices of crowds
we all hide
from god
hopeful
its magnifying glass
doesn’t find us
cut
into sections

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