Watering the paintbrush plantÂ
I perpetuate artÂ
Out of the dampened soilÂ
Comes the scent of petrichorÂ
Along with minuscule black gnatsÂ
The next day, I set up glue traps
A final solutionÂ
I write a review about The Diary of a Young GirlÂ
Stating that its virtueÂ
Is its ability to show the totality of one life.
A gnat lands on my hand
I once read that because of their eyes,Â
Houseflies process visual information seven times faster than humans.
To them, we move like a houseplant grows.Â
I examine the bug. Up close it has character.Â
I hesitate before smushing it. It goes so easy.Â
It is now dust and forever will be.Â