Spiders painted on the bedroom walls,
Leeches burn up in my stomach acid.
Along my forehead woodlice crawls,
The stick insect remains placid.
The anteater is eaten by ants,
Birds shiver at the sight of a worm.
Bee stings begin to stable plants,
To a hedgehog a beetle is a germ.
Caterpillars turn giant before sunset,
Butterflies become a vanquished past.
Human fluids begin to regret,
As they are drunk by flies at long last.