I let mosquitoes **** my blood.
Fatigue pulls down on my eye lids
as I watch them. My eyes shut.
Happy and bleeding,
my skin borrows my sight.
Greedy mosquitoes getting drunk;
drunken mosquitoes singing songs.
On my elbows, thumbs and toes
I see them dancing,
I see them floating toast.
Rude mosquitoes. They leave;
they never pay the bill.
With the taste of my blood
they fly away and hide.
I open my eyes, "Here we are!"
Red dots eveywhere and I.
We see them the next day.
Fat mosquitoes. Around they lie.
We want them to wake up but
dead mosquitoes just won't listen.
They just die and die and die.
@mosquito 05/25/2012
Aug 29, 2013
Aug 29, 2013 at 1:58 PM UTC
I let mosquitoes **** my blood.
Fatigue pulls down on my eye lids
as I watch them. My eyes shut.
Happy and bleeding,
my skin borrows my sight.
Greedy mosquitoes getting drunk;
drunken mosquitoes singing songs.
On my elbows, thumbs and toes
I see them dancing,
I see them floating toast.
Rude mosquitoes. They leave;
they never pay the bill.
With the taste of my blood
they fly away and hide.
I open my eyes, "Here we are!"
Red dots eveywhere and I.
We see them the next day.
Fat mosquitoes. Around they lie.
We want them to wake up but
dead mosquitoes just won't listen.
They just die and die and die.
@mosquito 05/25/2012
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