Crushing the Recluse
The venomous spider
does not deserve to die
because of what it is,
but if it can’t promise
not to try and kill me
when our spheres draw too close,
I can’t promise it won’t meet
the bottom of my shoe.
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A stand off! If only they would abide by that promise!
Unfortunately they don’t, and thus the conflict continues.
They may be tiny but they are fierce!
Very!
a refreshing humorous poem. love it
Thank you for the comment!
love fresh perspective and final image
Thank you!