Monday, July 17, 2017

A Familiar Buzzing

One Mosquito

High pitched buzzing
began at 3:45 am

The mosquito passed
my ear several times

Scouting in the dark
louder and nearer

signaling a darker
more personal intent       

It was going to
feast on me

causing me to stir
uncovering flesh.

A forehead.
An ear.

pulling the sheet
over my head

Hoping the vampire
would wander away

in search of an
easier meal.

Flying drop of blood
sleep stealer

In Paris there are
no window screens   



Paris 2017 #91

Sandy Kinnee

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