liquified eye

liquified eye -
bugs go swimming
in my eye

in the middle of summer days,
decked out in sunscreen,
i'm a magnet for insects.
i travel by bike
and arrive at my destination
covered in dead bugs

the air
seems to be made of bugs,
i cut through the air,
holding my mouth shut the whole way
as bugs stick to my skin
under the hot sun -
summer days!


Poetry by Thomas Perdue The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2012-11-09 at 16:36

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