The Mosquito

by mxiris

this small flying beast of nature travels by the pond

selecting its prey ever so carefully

as it soars through the heavy sky

it stops to fulfill its thirst

slowly sipping the life out of humans

only to use as fuel to cater to its unborn offspring

one may ask

why does this savage belong to our civilized world

for it only causes pain and frustration

leaving its influence in just a stigma full of irritation and prickliness

however this mere mark

marks the end of the cold days

and the rise of the new pains

harking the the arrival of summer

-Rock Hoffman, May 2014