a flea comes
into your life and bites
your thigh
right above
the knee.
a small flea, a small
bite,
but the itch is
enormous.
you pinch the life out
of him, then
you scratch and scratch
until the red
hill bleeds.
you hold no grudge
though.
we all do what we need
to do.
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