Thursday, May 26, 2022

Don’t Tempt

Me to kill you,
The small man thought
At a cockroach
Spotted walking

By the baseboard
By the lamplight
Early morning
In a small place.

If you could keep
Yourself away,
Out of sight, out
Of reach, I could

Gladly let you
Live your small life
To its fullest.
Gods must feel this.

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