A Body Built By Worms

I open my eyes to darkness.
My head is detached from my body.
Worms are digging themselves
into my neck, creating new homes
among the emptiness.
Soon, I am able to move -
fingers writhing and creeping
as they begin to tear through the dirt.

I am greeted by moonlight,
as I burst out from the ground.
The worms that make up my hands and knees
crawl, as I do the same,
making my way through the cemetery.
I pause to contemplate my new body,
made of worms.

Fully alive,
I am reincarnated.
I stand and consume the light from the moon
before exiting the home of my grave.

With eyes which now fully see,
I stumble on my breathing legs
into a garden filled with other bugs,
like me.
I fall down into the soil,
take some of it in my hands
and place it into my mouth.
My new life is complete.

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