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November 24, 2012

Cleaning Antennae

It will live longer, the insect in my house,
than it would outside.
But what will it do? Crawl on windows
looking out to the sky.
It's not writing its memoirs or caring for loved ones,
it's merely living. It's just alive.
Is it contemplating the cleaning of its antennae or hind legs,
is it meditating,
finding peace in its last days, hours, minutes?
It will live longer, the insect in my house,
than it would outside.
But that is it.
Do I kill it to put it out of its misery?
No. Who am I to say it's miserable?

Posted by beth at November 24, 2012 6:59 PM

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