When I came to Earth.
I had but one goal:
To find food to increase my girth
And see how big I can grow.
You cannot hide, you see.
I can get through a small crack.
I will make you a part of me.
There is no going back.
I can mimic your brain
I can know your thoughts
I will make you insane
You are sure to get caught
I have no arm to grab you.
I move without a leg.
Feel is something I don’t do.
I have no ear to hear you beg.
I will eat a croaking frog.
I do not have a care.
I will eat a barking dog.
I’ll consume a growling bear.
I will devour you without remorse
Until there is nothing left to consume
A relentless primal force
I will become your tomb
About the Creator
Mark Stigers
One year after my birth sputnik was launched, making me a space child. I did a hitch in the Navy as a electronics tech. I worked for Hughes Aircraft Company for quite a while. I currently live in the Saguaro forest in Tucson Arizona
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