how brave, how foolish. i was leaving my doctor’s office, when i caught a herculean struggle, between a sly spider and a wistful wasp – they were gnashing, and stabbing, they were grappling, and screeching, in primordial combat – in a primitive play, that exemplified the struggle of life: that they fight. and so they fought, they fought, and they fought forever more. until exhausted, they both expired and died in their silk embrace. how brave, how foolish. M. L. Michael 09-24-06
how brave, how foolish
i was leaving my doctor’s office,
when i caught a herculean struggle,
between a sly spider and a wistful wasp –
they were gnashing, and stabbing,
they were grappling, and screeching,
in primordial combat – in a primitive play,
that exemplified the struggle of life:[…]
Every Breath Poetic 