Poem: Stripped

pulled back
one layer at a time
leaving bare
hidden treasure
and now
I indulgently need
to touch

Poem: Myriads

one speck spiralling
buzzing near my head
damned annoying bug

I stretch, I swat, I flail
failing to connect
and then it escalates

two specks spiralling
hunting for bare skin
then there is a third

and then the swarm descends
making us all flee!