The spider and the mouse

i was thinking about this spider

not some fang wielding, venom dripping, hairy-legged Australian demon

just a normal house spider

with fine webs and the daily task of catching flies

sat on tiles

then goodbye

a glass in ratio of bus to moon

and sheet of paper whisks spider from the room

to place it nowhere near

in a garden with wasps and thorns and Flymo strimmer

i was thinking about the spider

what if that were uS. what if YOU, or i

sat innocently watching all the world go by

and just like that, a massive dome whips YOU from home

or worse, lights out... on back of slipper.

i was thinking about the mouse

while i reluctantly rhyme house, it was indeed, in my house

scurrying for food, just to feed

quick nosy out to check

the coast is clear and the mouse is out without a stutter

SNAP!

was it worth it for the peanut butter?

I was thinking about this mouse

what if that were uS. what if YOU or i

put in a slice

and when it popped and then YOU spread

the roof snaps down and YOU were dead.

i was thinking about this VIRUS.

the one we long to put behind us.

so many lost to something smaller than either

the MOUSE, or the SPIDER

and i was thinking about...

if it were the same.