Whispers — Like Flies

Whispers —Image of a fly
like flies —
buzz throughout my skull
snacking on
the grey of my brains
and puking them up.

It’s no wonder
my mind is regurgitated mush.

I react to your voice
like it’s a fuzzy
TV screen.
No emotion. Not anymore.

It’s all been
from my body.

The last drop
hit the ground
and shattering
my solid steel structure.

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