Bugging Out

Looking up
from the underground
after my post chemical
crash down

I feel a million bugs 
crawling up and down
my arms

When I look around

nothing is there

Now the crawlies
are all over my legs

but I still can't see them

as they infiltrate
my clouded brain

and gradually dominate
the pathetic junkie personality 
I have become

A giant frightened insect

scurrying for cover