I hate bugs
I can’t stand bug people
Cocoons lie
Untrue upside steeple
Don’t you dare die
No, not in a deeply shallow puddle
Die, I dare you
In a predator’s befuddled cuddle
Try it – dying once in a while
Love it! – living dead now and then
When a killer tastes like wine
Meet a curse that is divine
Sin on a shrine
Say a prayer for prey
When the prey hears the prayer
Naked is the flesh
The soul hides and seeks, bare