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Driven into a frenzy by the thousand attentions
           of the mosquitoes,
I reached for the Deep Woods which lay neglected
           among my other things.
I cursed the way that small nuisances become
           serious threats when striking together, and
Spraying the repellant into my pores, I took off
           and fled the clamoring of a crowded world.

All poems are written and copyrighted by Michael C. Rush.
None may be republished or repurposed without permission.