they know i am foreign... or at least a non-regular resident.
they smell me, sense how i move, detect the unusual motion in their all-familiar environment...
silently but swiftly they take their piercing straw and draw
the delicious juice to sustain their existence a little while more..
they tease you... leave irresistible love bites
and rejoice in their feasty flights
while i try with all my sanity to contain my desire to ease that lingering itch
and focus on nursing and soothing the scratched bits
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