To be the parasite.

To be the parasite
retreating within it’s home for the night
with an appetite for blood
and flesh covered in crud
never to fully sleep
because it’s home is more than just a tasty treat.

The host is rarely accepting
murdering the parasite is rather tempting
an unexpected host
is a parasite at most
feeding off the Earth
upon their birth.

Recently I’ve been trying to write a poem every night to keep my mind thinking. Then I’d draw some sort of reaction to the poem in order to enhance my drawing skill. Tonight I chose the opposite approach to draw without an intent towards the outcome of the drawing and then write a poem as the reaction.
Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina.



Published by Tina

I am a mother that is passionate about early education and a person that relieves stress through art, and writing.

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