Green

Upbeat as a beatle
Tapping slowly in a jungle
Ferociously meddles
With the grains she daily battles

Every movement fouls me
Turns me green
Each grain like music
If howling's all I screen

Nerves shriek, so sick
Time means nothing
Perhaps something
Everything

Bare it, as it blares
Spare, as deaf I glare
Shift back, camouflaged
To your colorful jungle

Stack of your mind
All in green, not to be seen
I cross, pack time
Standing out
Of your jungle