Posts Tagged ‘mosquito’

Lover of still water,
you, mosquito,
will not be missed
if I slap you,
the way I don’t
miss a tooth ache,
I don’t miss a rash
or the scent of carcasses,
and yet tiny blood sucker,
before the slap
I consider how
you herald spring,
how you come bearing song
on your wings.

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