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Bite and Itch

Shut our door,

they want our light,

don’t let them in —

mosquitoes.

Our ears will buzz

and we won’t rest,

through bite and itch

the moon will pass.

With neon glow

under our skins,

our dreams of us

will fade like stars.

You’ll slap me twice

for all my faults

and say, “There goes

another one,”

as we both lie

behind covers

and restless plays

the scapegoat.

We’ll blindly rap

'till sun peeks up

and wince at greet,

“Good morning.”

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joseph-valle

American

Published: Jun 9, 2014
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