Tick

I slipped a tick
into a plastic bag
and watched it
seek escape
swaying to the top 
of the zip slide track
persistent a I
who with mighty thumb
and intelligence
tried to kill it

I failed  
It was
in the corner
of its transparent world
ALIVE
trapped by mighty me
queen for a day

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2 Responses to Tick

  1. Carole Kaye says:

    ha!  queen of the day!  love it!!–(great commentary) 

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