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Killer Wasps

Kirsty McGee
Popularity ยท Low
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I hear them scratching in the middle of the night I hear the voices in the walls there's a bird trapped in the chimney i hear him when the lights turn low i run the water and it splutters in the bowl irises and yellow flag and crimson daisies grow beyond the wall there lies a dusty bed of stones i see them when the lights turn low i am the sole recipient of autumn's vivid dream i see things where there are not things i see things you've never seen i see rats around the edges of the crevices and holes i am the final great believer in the twisting of the human soul i taste the water but i do not swallow down angels and promises have run me out of town there's a bird trapped in the chimney i hear him when the lights turn low i am the sole beneficiary of winter's broken scheme there are stones around my ankles they are tied to me with string sixteen hives of killer wasps and seventeen of bees i hear them when the lights turn low