Mosquitoes
Are the fattest
Inhabitants
Of this republic.
They suck our blood
From the cradle
And flaunt it
Like a fat wallet.
They form dark
Haloes; we spend
Our outdoors
Dodging sainthood.
They force us
Into an all-night
Purdah of nets
Against them.
O to stop them
Milking us
Till we are bait
For worms;
Worms that don't
Know which way
To turn and will
Inherit the earth.
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