What’s left behind
Is sometimes worse
Than the taking
I’ve gotten over
The ick factor
If flying mamas
Need a dab of
Blood for eggs
Their lives
Short and unfair
Go for it
Bite me
You deserve it
Live as long as u can
The lineage of
Soaks the rays
That’s kinda cool
DNA joining all
Sorts of creatures
In mothership bods
Traveling through
An even larger
Cultural bod(ies)
Hey yeah I know
Diseases are passed
Yes yes I know
It’s a drag
When a lack of
Invites tiny welts
But I’ll itch you
In a distracted way
And shove off
But like I said
It’s a passive act
Of sustaining some
Kind of life
When the bites
We leave behind
Take 1000+ years
To dismantle

Copyright © 2018 by Nikki Wallschlaeger. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on December 5, 2018, by the Academy of American Poets.