the hypocrisy of the moth-catcherwinged-maggots are invading our houseso we made them a homea cardboard tent with camouflage skinfilled with a secret scentan enticing aroma known only to moths
I stumble through the mist short of air and bloody.My hair is wet from the rain, my heart is pounding in fear of what’s next to come. SHCRAACK! The crunch…