Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Bug Dreams

Dreamt of robot mosquitoes
          buzzing in Taiwan
hide out in swamp lands,
          hotels, houses, markets
But there was nowhere to go
          Nowhere they couldn't find me
they soared above the tenement roofs
          three perspective views,
one from above, from me and
         one camera face up from ground
I was going to be bitten,
          all I could do was accept my fate,
will I be allergic? I hoped not,
          knowing I would,
"I don't want to die here," a voice said,
          there was ringing in my ears.

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