Mosquitonsils

01. Crippled, because of a sudden pat on his back, he dragged his leg across the pool of a kind of gelatinous dirty green.

02. Thirty feet away from where he now stood, two hills dropped from the skies on the face of green one after the other.

03. He compounded one primeval thirst, with an injection of haemoglobin, building to three crescendi of overdosed chlorophyll.

04. He reached the top of the first hill and sucked as much as he could. He vomited red on the top of the other.

05. He died a miserable death when he came down regretting, remembering and reinterpreting all that he left behind.

06. The old mosquito rubbed his antennae and flew off.

07. The young one continued watching the one show that all the antennae of his kind could provide.

00. A human, coughs up some dirty green, then coughs up his tonsils.