Last of the mosquitos

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Familiar whine in my ear
You settle on my forearm
Prepare to pierce my skin with your proboscis
I raise my had to strike

Wait!
What if I let you complete the cycle?
You might feed the songbird
Who cheers my day.

You larvae might feed the minnow
Who feeds the fingerling
Who feeds the pike
Who feeds me.

You might be a meal
For the brown bat
Whose guano fertilizes
Tomatoes for my salad.

SMACK!
But not today.

~Deborah K. Frontiera~