This is Benjamin

My Mosquito

May 24th, 2009 | benjamin

For my love, for Monique

Past my ear the sightless buzzing dives like a World War ace.
So near I cannot slap you down,
Shift left, veer right, you dodge my hand with grace.

Please take your tiny fill of me, for I’ve much blood to spare,
Then still your wings and digest.
And with your sudden silence, you judge the deal fair.

Ah! A fool’s bargain I have struck to descend these silent reaches.
Trying not to love you is sleeping under a mosquito net,
Things slip through and now my heart itches.