Don’t Blame Me

I didn’t do it
I just latched on
to a lonely buck
down on his luck
spiraling out of control

I sucked his blood
to fire my bulk
slight as I am
I managed to cram
volumes of gore in my shell

a messy like me
spits spirochete springs
that rub on your skin
and wriggle within
inject you with sneaky weird sick

I don’t make the nectar
I’m just the vector

Lyme squiggles and sticks
I – am just the tick

— March 15, 2017

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