Author S.E. Reynolds,
an Enigma
 

Devil Bug Girl

 

She was one-year old when the red-eyed cicadas broke out of their exoskeleton shell,

And wreaked havoc in the trees, looking for their shag partner, singing songs like banshees from hell.

 

Now, seventeen years have gone by as she saunters home all alone on her last day of high school,

Relieved to get away from the cliques, with its fakers and big hair makers with barbie doll boobs.

 

She takes the scenic way home down a desolate dirt path where maples, walnuts and willows are alive,

Hoping for a place to meditate and dream about the university where surely she will thrive.

 

In her daydream world she hears only her inner voice, whispering she’s worthy of more,

But unbeknownst to her, the trees are alive with zipping red-eyed bat-winged bugs galore.

 

They’ve been watching her walk down the dirt path, those devil bugs, so delighted in what they see,

A solus pretty goth girl with long black curls and doe eyes, so needy and only eighteen.

 

They’ve chosen her; so, one, two, three, ready set go; it’s time they swarm and attach to her, their next pleasure victim.

She tries to dodge them, but it’s no use; they’re too many, and only one needs to penetrate her virgin system. 

 

Later, in the twilight hour just before the sunrise, the devil bug makes its presence known to her,

In the form of something humanly ugly but to her it’s beautiful, causing her body to stir.

 

That night she gushed and fell in lust with the creatures with scars and deformities.

And now she’s infected, addicted to their touch and desperate to escape human conformities.

 

Finally,

 

She’ll travel with them and be like them and fulfill her instinctual desires,

Forgetting this world of religious agendas that have caused too many to bleed. 

 

 

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