Emotional Cockroach - Tad

They’re here

So I hold out a hand

But I don’t see one

Just pale grey faces

Seratonin

Hematoma

Crucified

With ultraviolet light

Dark shiny probe

Takes memory from me

Deer in the road

Scared stiff by the strange lights

Huge black eyes

Stare back thru my soul

To provoke response

In the blinding light