Thursday, January 15, 2026

Bats Aflight At Night

In my youth Long ago I lived in the Blue Hills South of Boston In the summer evening I stood A boy of single years In a tee shirt and khaki shorts Overhead Bats fluttered through the velvet night Seeking prey__ Mosquitoes who preyed on me Hundreds Nay, thousands seeking my blood__ Last summer in Montauk the bats A few I wonder where they have gone Maybe they just don't want an old man's blood They do seek young blood As they had sought mine So long ago in the backyard Of my family's house Windows aglow from TV Me watching the bats Hunting the mosquitoes hunting me Under the darkening sky But I like blood running in my veins Under the wings of bats Flutter little bats flutter__

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