by My Erotic Trail
who really wins the battle? The leaf blower, or the bug guts on your shoes?
like love bug season..or in okeechobee Chizzywinks Blind Mosquitos time..those critters breed by the millions...ugh...blue
Creatively different. I love the images. Here hundreds of years later, we face a different and less lethal enemy, bugs instead of men with swords.
Me? I'd buy a bug light but they attract more than they kill.
I loved your poem. It made me think.
One of those fun writes of the battle with the elements — in the end, bugs win.