Mosquitos Poem by Francisco Urondo
Mosquitos
Reach out and startle them.
Hear me out: they're hungry insects;
she, the first woman we ever had
and scarcely recognize, now; those
are the years we have forgotten on a train.
The only thing left for them is threat
and drowsiness, a simple hope.
Load onto my back what you have carved
from my chest.
Friday, August 26, 2016
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4/19/2024 4:55:13 PM # 1.0.0.1119
only thing left is threat