Monday, November 30, 2020

Dead Bug Epiphany

by G. Jack Urso

 

 

i hit the insect 

 

                with one swift

 

W H A C K ! ! !

 

                breaking the body apart

 

spilling blood and limbs

 

                everywhere

 

E V E R Y W H E R E 

 

 

moving . . . grasping

 

                to the last of life 

 

it will ever know

 

                the damn thing just won't die

 

so i give it a quick death

 

                having given it knowledge 

 

of its mortality

 

 

whatever else i may be

 

                to this bug

 

i am god

     

i have become the eternal

 

                         



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