Parasites
by Nathaniel McCoy

I was being eaten alive last night
By sand flies
They are tiny little beasts
Almost too small to see
Their bites last for days
And itch something horrible
Mosquitoes in comparison
Are glorious
More respectable
At least mosquitoes go for blood
The life force
They are more noble
And have higher aspirations
Sand flies nibble the flesh
Shallow and irritating
But even so,
The mosquitoes here are monsters
Even when they are swatted,
They fly off in a daze
Erratically
In an indiscernible pattern
To live and pester again
Too bad that in War,
These are not the least of our worries.


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Copyright © 2009 - Nathaniel McCoy
Published: 7/23/09   ·  Author's Page   ·  Next Poem