Best Leaches Poems

I carry them like loose skin.
Saurating every pore.

They've penetrated deep into my skin,
Now they sucking me dry.
Latching on like leaches.

But I can't take it any more.
I can't stand it....

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In the gathering gloom
of a winter's afternoon
as the light leaches
from the room
I'm more prone or inclined
as comforts tug
to recline supine
beside the hearth
here on the rug
with a good book
than step outdoors
as if you would take a look
outside the window
should you care
it's more than slightly
chilly out there
with...

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