Ant Farm

Ant Farm

I've imagined you a thousand times.

Slipping in and out of my life.

From dream to dream.

From memory to memory.

I've imagined us on bridges and river banks.

And apartments and hospitals.

Doing drugs and getting love.

Smoking cigs just you and me, talking bout important stuff.

But in the end its all you are. A figment of my imagination.

Your touch, your kiss, your voice, your lips, are not really yours at all.

And I can see you falling part in every nightmare.

Oozing out of skin.

As cockroaches drop from your eyes sockets and worms crawl out from your toes. 

And suddenly you burst to a giant swarm of ants and you eat me away to my core.

Just nibbling and biting and sucking away at every inch of me there's left to chew.