was it a lullaby
which woke me from sleep
her somnolent voice
singing in my ears
and realize, i did
that she thrived
on the blood
that was mine..
late in the night
offering me a snug
which felt like a needle
drilling through my skin
clap clap
a loud appaluse
and there she was, dead
the mosquito stuck in my palm!!
--
12/06/2007
Sparrows of Mohenjodaro
8 years ago
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