01-26-2017, 06:33 AM
Death and Transchiggeration
Crushed a tiny biting bug
between my fingers -
felt the itch,
saw black pinhead
which disintegrated.
Let her suck her picoliter
in bug heaven from
some willing angel, or
in Hell, a microdemon,
from the forearm
of some hopeless wretch,
not mine.
Crushed a tiny biting bug
between my fingers -
felt the itch,
saw black pinhead
which disintegrated.
Let her suck her picoliter
in bug heaven from
some willing angel, or
in Hell, a microdemon,
from the forearm
of some hopeless wretch,
not mine.
Non-practicing atheist