Some Things Disappear
Languishing in a tub of foam
i saw a spider approaching,
skittering across the wet floor.
This was all i needed, i thought,
and then i saw the scorpion.
They circled in desperation
like a bull and a matador.
A new game on Saturday night,
a bullfight along with a bath.
Part of a rural atmosphere
and a cat was watching nearby.
The kitty ate the scorpion.
This was before television
and “Lifebouy” had a sharp smell.

Walt Abbott–6-29-08