This poem has been waiting for her and is it buggy?

Question: This poem has been waiting for her and is it buggy!?

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She Bugs Me
by TD Euwaite

Rendezvous with moth and flying beetle
A sun they reach unhappily
Each pass closer
Each wing singed on contact
Circle the lamplight
Inside the cone
Outside the night
The slaughter rains on park bench lovers…

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Best Answer - Chosen by Asker:

TD Euwaite goes to college
(Toga-toga-toga)
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A rendezvous with a book worm bloated
Who wished not to drown in world's sorrow
And sink to the bottom!.!.!.
Who waits here suspended
for the gaping maw to devour
And metamorphise
Into a bug in a head!.

Clawing and scratching
From inside
Like a hijacked poem
Trying to get out
Vomit unlatching!.!.!.
The horror!
Chunks of rain wash the porcelain gods over!.!.!.
Oh sh!t, I got finals tomorrow!.!.
Oh crap, it's today!Www@QuestionHome@Com

TD - she said, pathetically, I don't know what the last line means!.
What slaughter, why on park bench lovers!? Do the moths go outside to die after their flirtation with the light bulb!?

I really would like to know!.!.!.!.I'm not being facetious!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

You are liking your punchlines today!. Very zappy!Www@QuestionHome@Com

Buggy indeed!. Fly swatter at the ready!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

The last line in the poem is excellent!. Very surprising and well-thought out!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

The slaughter when I first read it made me wonder but on second I understood!. I like it and thank you for sharing!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

"Like moths to a flame"--aren't we Terrans just as ignorant!?Www@QuestionHome@Com

i thought it was great!. you have a marvelously way with words!. thanks for sharing it with us!.Www@QuestionHome@Com