Even My Room Smells Like Me Poem by Manonton Dalan

i keep searching beneath blade of grass
crawling beetle, black dotted red pretty
i let her land on my palm, shiny eyes
she can't withstand my stare, flew away
some just disappear by mere sight of me
maybe my vibes does it for them creatures

another one long skinny blending perfectly
i can see her lips attach to a ball of water
those eyes alien-like piercing my naked soul
doesn't even move close flat to a leaf, tight
i wonder if i'm doing that living close to earth
blending with scatters and litters in my room