the showering firefly

na.

got into the shower

as he’d done a million

times before &

down below in the bottom

o’er where the tub meets

the floor,

there was a

black bug making its

way to crawl up the man’s

leg,

and for a minute

(before squashing it) he

hesitated, rather than

stomp him away---

he wondered just how

long that bug’d been

roaming round the tub,

he wondered how much

longer that bug thought

he had to go,

he deliberated that bug’s

usefulness in the “greater

scheme of things,”

while at the same time

excogitating his own

complete lack of meaning &

so rather than crush

out that bug’s last breath

of life,

he made the effort to avoid

him

whilst scrubbing &

shampooing that night.