Mosquitoes

Though I live
on the eighteenth floor
mosquitoes still find me

Though we sleep
side by side
the mosquito loves only me

Run very hot water
on your mosquito bites
and don’t scratch them

Welcome mosquitoes!
We serve only one cocktail here-
thick nourishing blood

The faintest hum-
a mosquito hovering
in the dark around my ear

The mosquito welt
on my ear
glows red hot

In the morning- thuggish
mosquitoes cling to the bathroom tile
full of blood, out of breath

Created by Thomas Miller on April 1, 2011

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