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In the latter half of this epoch,
I’ve succumb to light fever.
I’ve damned the culprits:
my newest residents.
Their lousy mechanical pets
growl and buzz atop my body,
Encroach into my skin,
removing what they like.
Mighty as they may seem,
they won’t last another day.
Once I stave off this fever,
dead they’ll be as night.
Pre-Final Edits (before giving in to McFee's comments, which I didn't agree with)
Just in the latter half of this epoch,
I’ve succumb to light fever.
I suspect the culprits
are my newest residents.
Their lousy mechanical pets
growl and buzz atop my body.
Drive, poke, prod into my skin
removing what they like.
But worst of all, no rest can come to me.
Because they never turn off their damn lights.