Sunday, July 08, 2007


Mosquitoes land
On my skin
As I sleep

Mini vampires
Of the night

I kill them
In daylight

They bite
In moonlight

I crush them
With my blue

When they get
Too bloated
Lethargic is
Their escape

Sometimes they
Don’t even bother
To fly away

And when they
Lay dead
Burst open
I see my blood
Around them

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