i can feel the worms
as they wiggle under my skull.

i dig them out with tweezers,
throwing them in a bowl.

but the more i dig,
the more there are

no matter where i go,
no matter how far.

my brain turns to mush
as the days go by

my innards begin to rot
and my corpse liquifies.

what began as concern
slips into terror.

but i promise,
i never meant to scare her.