Mosquito
I will hunt you down
It’s not the bite that gets me
it’s the noise
a diminutive, demonic, diabolic dentist drill
“eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”
In my ear. Bastard.
I will chase you round the flat
and when I see you…
Splat!
Your life for my blood;
and my ear.
Sticky, humid summer heat
Things can only get better
or wetter
I breathe, I sweat
I stand, I sweat,
I sleep, I sweat
I shower, I sweat
But at least it’s not winter cold
and winter grey
with rain on a winter’s day
Sunshine, suntan
shorts and short-sleeves
and sleep uncovered
Sleep?
What’s sleep in this heat?
Instead I write
I write, I sweat
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