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Must Like Reptiles

By Gerard DiLeoPublished 3 months ago 1 min read

There's a reptile living in my head

That comes out when I go to bed

And strangles my homunculus who governs

My higher executive centers, then returns

To be my nightmare incarnated


My left and right brains cower

From the reptilian decree of power

And each side bends the knee

And relinquishes the being who is me

To see my nightmare summated


I stalk at the behest of my beast

With my fury and wrath diseased

And peek into each sleeping room

Then leave each who are dying soon

And make my nightmare animated


I'm cleared of any suspicions

When I offer my amnesic renditions

It wasn't me who killed them all

Not my reptile who takes the fall

My nightmare stays silently obstinated


My boarders were all fatefully doomed

When answering the offer of vacant rooms

The coldblooded reptile bides its time

Till sleepwalking, again, my hypnotic crime

And my nightmare is replicated

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Gerard DiLeo

Now in Phase II of my life in Hull, MA. Tangential thinking, amygdaloid incentives, and hippocampal flashes from left to right on the page. (Phase I: New Orleans.)


email: [email protected]

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  • Dharrsheena Raja Segarran3 months ago

    This was quite relatable! Loved your poem!

  • Rob Angeli3 months ago

    Dastardly lower functions, but what would life be without them, huh? Nice reptilian rhymes. ;)

  • Alex H Mittelman 3 months ago

    Scary reptile poem! Awesomeness! Good work!

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