Exploding mosquitos

Imagine her your lover
who cheats, repeats, lies.

Just before goodbye, offer
a bare arm. As she drills,

begins to fill, clench fist tight
then hold. Taut muscles grip

like a vice, trap proboscis.
Unable to break free, no spigot

to stop flow, her belly expands,
turning maroon as it grows.

Your heartbeat alone
will make her explode.

Timothy Pilgrim