Monday, January 4, 2010

The Gnat

Martha sat inspecting
a gnat upon the wall
wondering all the while when it would fall,

But
instead
drunkenly it wobbled
from the surface

into nothing

like some Divine Assistant sustained it's life there
         in mid air.

Martha watched a moment
dazzled
then furious with envy
smashed the helpless creature
         between her thumb and finger.

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