Brain Maggots

Self Control To resist feeling is to suffer the consequence of treatment as without feeling.

Unresponsive Reflex my pupils are swollen still though you are bright you hide yourself to keep me from harm but I hunger for blindness

Being Nobody Nobody gives a fuck about your feelings. Nobody gives a fuck about mine either. are you Nobody? i am

Eye Contact How can you read my eyes? They are a bottomless novel written of no words The only picture is your reflection in them but this changes with the reader I am not a book. Please do not read me. I live not in a library. You need not have a library card to check me out. I am not bound except by my own boundaries. I have no author. There are too many dimensions to record. I cannot be catalogued and I have no ISBN though I am one of a kind and fully copyrighted.

For the Insecure though i irritate your insecurity you endure the discomfort seeking tolerance you take part in a civil war rip yourself open trap the fresh wounds to keep from healing you solicit scars i see your struggle i await your victory of a battle only conquered when lost

No Novocaine it suits me not to care but yet it is unavoidable my heart has flung its silk strings to you you have direct access to me though i am left with nothing to dull my sensitivity

Succumbing I’ve been infected. in which dream did you submit the poison? so soft your hand your voice painless kiss all this time unaware while the serum divided to multiply Now the reproductions are ripe I will be overtaken

Trash Handling I can’t handle this mixed messages strewn trash stuck mining compost I can’t see but through my own eyes Tell me Dumpster swimming isn’t worth it.