Thursday, August 21, 2008

The Sleeping Giant In Their Sights

Red bugs, insects.
Leave a sensation of skin aflame.
2:30 a.m. Lights on quickly.
Cigarette lighter
in hand to burn the lot of them.
Black spots blue couch.
Seek and destroy the nests.
Pajama pants of different colors tucked into socks.
Summer time.
Even long sleeved tops on
summer nights, since Winter.

Since Dartanyan pointed them out.
Good friend. Dartanyan.
His brother right behind him.
Since then, February, there abouts.
Bare skin, around the witching hour.
Searching. The sleeping Giant. (glo)

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