Didn't have time to spell check:/ so please try to ignore errors...but feel free to point them out. I haven't posted in a while, I'll try to return all comments.


Caterpillars on my spine,
she stares with predator eyes,
her hands probe to find,
anything that I like.

I won't let them grow into butterflies,
they rot your stomach,
make you sick,
and are quicker to die.

It's better to have caterpillars
crawling on your spine.