Crawly
By Stephen B. Bagley
Our
scientists
say we annually
eat one pound of bugs
Our open snoring mouths attract
them, these many-legged insects
They drop, squirm, fly, scurry,
crawl, skitter, and fall inside
I think about what they
think about our caverns as
they descend, are ingested,
digested by the moist dark
they sought for safety and
how like them we are
as we crawl toward
things that will
finally end
us
.
Excerpt from Undying by Stephen B. Bagley & Gail Henderson.
Copyright 2015. All rights reserved.
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