Stand Off
Drifting mosquitos alerted by our
Scent, carried on evening breeze
scramble like jets on a carrier deck
falling into several squads
Prepped for battle
Squad 1, bunched but spaced for pin point patterning.
Squad 2, free lancing for skip bombing fast
moving targets and end game mop up.
We, also alerted by mosquitos
gathering menace
beat a hasty retreat. Behind screened fortress
we listen as mosquitos vent their spleen,
hurl promises about tomorrow.
