Lovelorn Poet in Western Massachusetts: For The Anti-Neruda Fan

adult male Oropsylla Montana flea by Kat Masback

Fleas interest me so much
that I let them bite me for hours.
They are perfect, ancient, Sanskrit,
machines that admit of no appeal.
They do not bite to eat,
they bite only to jump;
they are the dancers of the celestial sphere,
delicate acrobats
in the softest and most profound circus;
let them gallop on my skin,
divulge their emotions,
amuse themselves with my blood,
but someone should introduce them to me.
I want to know them closely,
I want to know what to rely on.

bite

perfect Sanskrit
rely on machines
divulge ancient acrobat dancers
amuse
gallop

bite

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