Crunching leaves, crackling branches,
creatures enter our land.
Slipping and sliding, huffing and puffing,
hearts beating to the rhythm
of life.

Their sweet, sweaty aroma
causes a buzz.
Tonight, we will celebrate.
Tonight, we will feast.
We will savor the pulsating blood
from the human beast.

Dancing around the tiki torch
in the dark of night.
Left, right, left, we dodge,
we gag, we hold our breath
from the evil scent.

An opening here…
an opening there…
like ninjas, we snip and snap
and eat our fill.

They clap and they slap,
but we’re way too fast.
Night after night, we feast
off sweet, sweet blood.
And time and time again,
they come back.

For herein lies
paradise –
tall trees, lush greens, fresh air,
plenty to share,
as they become prey
to the vampires
of the jungle,
the buzz-worthy
mosquito.