Bugs
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BUGS IN HEAVEN?
Will there be butterflies in heaven
I should like to see them there
With all their gorgeous colors
Oh to be the wind
blowing so gently
Oh to be the strawberry
Red and scrumptious
Oh to be...
wait
The bumblebee?
I don't know about this....
well, if you say so.
I am a wimp, I know it's true.
I'm more afraid of bugs than you.
There are many things I'd rather do
Than go near a bug and kill it too.
I'd rather step in fresh dog poo.
Surrounded by natural beauty, God’s greatest creation…
In the absence of urban ruckus and cacophony…
Crickets lull us to sleep, whippoorwills herald the dawn
They say getting out of your shell cheers you up.
They say it's good for you.
But I don't know.
What if I’m not a turtle. I'm a roly poly.
Small little firefly glowing like a light,
if you watching it fly straight into the night,
never try to blink of look another way,
of the small little firefly will have seemed to've flown away
One Thanksgiving his mother told me this story
About how as a child he used to catch bugs
He loved them
He would run around the yard scooping them into a little mesh box
I'm screaming
He's here
He's there
He's everywhere
I can't get rid of him
No matter what I do
I've tried killing him
It just won't do
Nowhere to go
Holy shit
He's here
Let’s give a moment of silence
for the tomato-red ladybug,
Who reminds us that ambling
There's something about you that makes me tick
That weird way you move makes me itch
The way you eat even makes me sick
The thing is you really think your slick
Then you find a way to make you stick
You feel it coming,
You always do.
The creepy crawlies are coming for you.
They itch, you scratch,
The moon races by the windowsill of Beach Music, our house on the sea,
unremitting and vain in his chase.
The footprint lane drifted down the shore, but only followed me.
I hold on to pain
From which nothing is gained
Remembering times
When I was trampled down
Down into the ground
Beneath the soil where the bugs lay
Instead of rot, I sought reality
