A one centimetre beetle
I got it out of the bathroom floor-water yesterday
put it under the cot
I thought that was that; there was no movement
The next morning, not there
Back in the bathroom, he fought the water again
Again, I put it under the cot
A few hours later, he wasn’t there
Back in the bathroom, he fought the water again
I washed the soap away, picked it up,
put it on the ledge of the bedroom window
He’s there now, unmoving, and will be for a long time…
But the next morning, not there;
the window doesn’t close tight
he must have got away in the night
How nice
Bug
On the bed, trying to write
before the sun is out for the count
blunt pencil, blunt thinking too
then
a tiny bug
walks onto the paper
I tap,
he jumps off
but to where?
before the sun is out for the count
blunt pencil, blunt thinking too
then
a tiny bug
walks onto the paper
I tap,
he jumps off
but to where?