ITS JUST A MOSQUITO

Stuck on my wall, idle
Stoic like an ancient idol
This strange mosquito
Though it looks different
This strange mosquito
Like a faithful during lent
Abstaining from all flesh
And all that smells blood
Or maybe it is a vegetarian
Thoroughly fed up with man
Travailing alone
On this lone path
But I know it wishes
For the dark to draw
For the lights to go off
For sleep to sweep me away
My soul to drift to the unknown…
Then will it tip-toe
Or dive with all might
Take a tour of my room
Sample portions of my flesh
And then feast
And get drunk
And make merry
And puke
And shit
And invite all kin and kith
To destroy the plunder
Before dawn breaks
I then draw close
I look closer
It looks lost in thought
This strange mosquito
Then I blow
Not hit
I know it feels like a tornado
Like a whirlwind
I know it curses me
And wishes me death
How vain
It shifts to another corner
See, boy!!!
I have all night
I am not turning off the lights
I am not scared
Let us see who starves to death