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Bug Panic Attack

Just letting my dogs out each summer night can cause me to panic, because they're waiting each night as I turn on the porch light, it seems the bugs are on steroids they look so enormous and big, as its always the same gang, doing their aerial show gig, from giant moths to big beetles, I frantically swat them away, probably looking quite absurd, thank God the neighbors are away, one of them looks like Mothra, with a wing span of a large bird, while some of them look like a hybrid of a bug and a martian, flying all around my head, making their flapping buzzing commotion, the sound I always dread, as they fly right in my face which is probably hilarious to them, at times I can hear a little "tee, hee," or is it just my imagination... I feel like I'm in some kind of sci-fi B movie with all of their next of kin, its almost a do or die situation and I wonder who will win, so there I am on the porch each night, waving and flapping my arms neurotically, probably look like a hysterical woman to them, one that desperately needs therapy, as the enormous bugs continue to play hide and seek with delight, dive bombing and circling my face and head every summer night, knowing deep down inside those bugs are out to get me, I do the same routine every night, while they scare the living daylights out of me!

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Date: 7/20/2016 11:17:00 PM
Hey! I love this poem and I can so relate! I have a bug phobia myself. Just the sight of one makes me itch. Hate the little critters! And, by-the-way, thanks for the comment on my poem, "Puppeteers".
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Cheryl Hoffman
Date: 7/21/2016 8:54:00 AM
Thanks for relating to the bug issue and for the kind comment Carole! I don't spray because of my pets…:)

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