The mosquito and the scheme of things

July 30, 2007

I woke up in the dark from the incessant buzzing
Of the mosquito hovering above me,
And immediately felt a sharp pang on my left arm
Undoubtedly from her bite.
As I scratched it, I looked down irritably
Towards the mosquito coil that was glaring red and
consuming itself up a moment ago,
And all I could see is the dark floor.

Ah!….right.

The mosquito continued buzzing,
Stupidly reminding me of the roar of planes
From some World War II black-and-white movie.
Then the buzzing suddenly stopped.
I felt pain on the same spot where I just scratched,
I made sure she had her fill then slapped my
Left arm a little harder than I would like,
And pray that she’s dead.
I waited for any sign that would tell me
If I didn’t pray enough,
And just when I almost drifted back to sleep,
Just when I couldn’t hold my eyes open anymore,
She started to sing again.
I can almost hear her laughing at me
As my arm had stung again to remind
Me of my futility.
I was thinking of turning the lights on
And lighting the mosquito coil but then I
Have to stand up, put my slippers on,
Find the match…

(not to mention walking across the room
Opposite my bed to where the light switch is).

So I just groped for my blankets and
Pulled it up over my head,
Totally covering myself.
Hah! There’s no way the vampire
Can suck my blood now!

Now I can rest…
If only I can do something about this heat!
Beads of sweat has started on my forehead,
My armpits are getting sticky,
And I’m starting to get really uncomfortable…
I’m sure there’s an apt metaphor to lend
Support to some philosophy or belief
About this situation,
But it escapes me at the moment,
Besides, I blanked out after that,
From too much thinking I guess….

 

 

 

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Again, I'm changing my template. I'd like to credit Jap for the header. I love it coz it reminds me of those French noveau films, Jay knows about this genre more than I do, that's why I also changed the color of my template to gray in keeping with the theme.   I can almost hear blues music in my head while looking at the header. It features a young Neruda, too,  who was quite a rake even in his waning days despite his reputation as a husband devoted to his wife.  

I couldn't find a background related to the header so I used this theme with cigarette butts instead. 

Thanks Jap man! I don't know much about photoshop since I'm a dinosaur when it comes to technology so keep the headers coming and I'll continue using them. Heheh

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