Get Lost Mosquito
get away from me, mosquito
I don't want to hear your secret
your dirty joke
you whisper too loud anyway
vulgar creature
half or more
of what you've whispered
in my ear all these years
are lies, I know
I never ever wanted to listen
so shoo, mosquito
my ear open for poetry
not for your news
who cares about or for
what you have to broadcast
from ear to ear
from year to year
© Obediah Michael Smith, 2010
12:42 p.m. 02.05.20
get away from me, mosquito
I don't want to hear your secret
your dirty joke
you whisper too loud anyway
vulgar creature
half or more
of what you've whispered
in my ear all these years
are lies, I know
I never ever wanted to listen
so shoo, mosquito
my ear open for poetry
not for your news
who cares about or for
what you have to broadcast
from ear to ear
from year to year
© Obediah Michael Smith, 2010
12:42 p.m. 02.05.20
posted by Obie Quiet at 1:53 AM
1 Comments:
I absolutely love this poem. This is a new taste in my mouth. A new buzz in my ear. You gud man!
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