05-25-2014, 12:51 PM
Water-bug
I hate cockroaches,
especially the big water-bug types
we have in Austin
that get three—four inches long.
One of the biggest I’d ever seen
was laying in my bathtub on his back.
I thought he was dead
as I had sprayed my house recently,
and every time I do,
I find big dead ones
all about for a day or two.
When I first saw
him instead of picking him up
with toilet paper and flushing him,
I let it go a day.
A day later while sitting on the toilet
I noticed him again,
but this time his feelers moved,
and then as I moved around to see better
his legs started to move about.
Somehow I knew,
that he knew,
death was near.
I finished with the toilet,
and got a piece of paper towel.
He continued to move,
and as he did so
I contemplated catching him
and letting him go,
although I knew he was dead already.
I laid the paper towel over him,
pinched his body between my thumb and two fingers,
and dropped him in the toilet, quickly flushing,
but not quick enough
to keep a small part of me
from dying with him.
–Erthona
©2014
I hate cockroaches,
especially the big water-bug types
we have in Austin
that get three—four inches long.
One of the biggest I’d ever seen
was laying in my bathtub on his back.
I thought he was dead
as I had sprayed my house recently,
and every time I do,
I find big dead ones
all about for a day or two.
When I first saw
him instead of picking him up
with toilet paper and flushing him,
I let it go a day.
A day later while sitting on the toilet
I noticed him again,
but this time his feelers moved,
and then as I moved around to see better
his legs started to move about.
Somehow I knew,
that he knew,
death was near.
I finished with the toilet,
and got a piece of paper towel.
He continued to move,
and as he did so
I contemplated catching him
and letting him go,
although I knew he was dead already.
I laid the paper towel over him,
pinched his body between my thumb and two fingers,
and dropped him in the toilet, quickly flushing,
but not quick enough
to keep a small part of me
from dying with him.
–Erthona
©2014
How long after picking up the brush, the first masterpiece?
The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.
The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.