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NETTING THE MOSQUITOS
It's a jungle in here
forget about "out there"
I am speaking
—for sure—
about the world inside
my front door
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I swat them
morning and night
I'm the one
who escapes the bite
Soon I'll pleasure in
witnessing their departure
feeling the joy of
the Golden Archer
Joy will then
fill our fruit bowl
over the tiny things
we can control
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Footnotes
IT'S A JUNGLE IN HERE
A POEM BY FRANCES STEERLING
is the copyrighted property
of LCSoL
The next Frances Steerling
page is here
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