My Room Mates

Nightly they give thanks With uncanny stealth they close in By the scent of carbon dioxide Drawn to a table well prepared in the presence And, of their enemy! Endlessly raped and pillaged In my sleepless sleep I wonder... These gluttonous suckers Fattened by my blood Part of his creation The Lord called “good”? In pain I wince Each fine syringe pierces My tender flesh, deep Irritant music in the air On every drop they feast Yet, thirsts unassuaged. Once beautiful, Smooth and hairy skin Now badly diseased So bitten, almost leprous Slumberland nightly denied By nocturnal roommates. Tonight is of reckoning! Doors and windows; open In droves, welcome. Dainty meat in abundance In this open feast. And with my insecticide Vengeance will be mine!