Flicks of electricity,
Legs of light wave by.
Bugs crawl the walls,
I sit chasing them in the corner of my eye.
Exhaustion is so close to madness,
Similarities blur that fateful line.
Black spots and legs head ceiling way,
Snap my neck to show there's nothing at all.
Melted thoughts drip up into the corners,
Light bulbs reveal cobwebs in my mind.
Midnight comes and goes,
With my state of conscious and the morning tide.
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