Thursday, July 14, 2005

insect murder in defence


In the basement I flicked on the light-
there IT was again,
another identical looking creepy crawler...
on the wall, left of the door frame.
I cringed and thought of screaming out loud,
but no--wait
Scrappy perched motionless with wide eyes at equal height.
I scrambled for a jar from the previous villian capture attempt
no--but wait
a baby food jar only made it scurry an inch,
and stop motionless.
Scrappy now was terrified and moved
to the other side of the cage,
though she was careful not to make a sound.
I looked desperately for a muderous object,
something that would separate me far from the target
and effectively crush the opponent.
There was no turning back, I had to take matters
into my own hands--literally
to protect my soulmate of a bird.
Desperately I clenched a sturdy box with polyfila
swiftly I executed 180 degrees
smothering the beast, dragging the box down
until I could see legs and guts.
After I was convinced the carcass was 100% lifeless
my eyes darted around the basement,
surely there must be more!
Identify the beast!
Remove this clutter!
Save Scrappy!
was all I could think...
And shooken was I by the violent capability
within me.



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