"Worm"

I love this worm:

Unapologetically parasitic.

Apologetically flawed.

I consume all I can, just like it,

And give nothing back.

We sleep many more hours than we wake,

Waiting, meandering,

Hurting, taking,

Everything in sight:

Broken lives,

Stealing light.

But the worm has a purpose,
And I have no right.