Bugs

Mother hangs upon the wall as her

tiny humans scurry below
Spinning webs, spinning webs
She eats them when they go too slow

Roaches, flies and butterflies
but the yummiest treat of all
are those tiny human things
that neither fly nor even crawl

They all scurry, they all hurry
but in the end it occurs to me,
this is just a dark mind trick
All is insanity, all is insanity


Insanity