I am a skeleton
carrying this dead weight
of a foul carcass
my brain isn't functioning so well
I'm forgetting things
I can't really see straight
I think the neighbours are plotting something
The wasps in my mind
are buzzing buzzing  buzzing
stinging angrily at the memories
i have been repressing
for so many long, tired, years
and it hurts
I am a skeleton
I am a carcass