05-25-2020, 05:59 AM
The Least of These
Last night I watched an accidental roach
run frantic patterns in a plastic trash
receptacle with sides too slick to climb.
I thought of two or three things I could do:
spray down some poison, crush it with a shoe,
or tip the bin outside and let it limp
away on moonless moss. Instead I took
no action; in the morning it was dead.
But now I feel somehow I’ve failed a test.
Last night I watched an accidental roach
run frantic patterns in a plastic trash
receptacle with sides too slick to climb.
I thought of two or three things I could do:
spray down some poison, crush it with a shoe,
or tip the bin outside and let it limp
away on moonless moss. Instead I took
no action; in the morning it was dead.
But now I feel somehow I’ve failed a test.
Non-practicing atheist

