June 2, 2008

Untitled Epic Haiku Poem About Mosquitoes

I.
When summer is here
And mosquitoes want to play
The candles are burned.

II.
We soak our tan skin
In odorized repellent
To keep them away.

III.
Yet somehow they come
Still breaking through the blockade
To access our blood.

IV.
Puncture our weak flesh
With noses like arctic steel
Urging us to scratch.

V.
Then before you know
Bumps arise around the bite;
Medals of honor.

VI.
This way we can say
“It was so buggy last night”
As we sit outside.