Berenice

Those insect-eggs

are hatching out

and I think I'm going deaf.

in one ear and my balance is shot

so you can guess

my dreams are filled

with brain-eating worms

but it's only when I wake

I really feel

the horror

and I can't wait

to have you near again

And talk about

the things that

we both went through

I admit

to fantasies

of wrist-slashing

But it doesn't make me proud

Glamorous

or any such thing

(...I can't wait.....)

Sometimes I think I want to go

Back again

to the place where we were left

Coz ever since

Nothing can come close

And I can't wait

to have you near again

and relive the things that

we both went through