I am what I am
and what I am right now
is barely functional
woken by woodlouse
dive-bombing
on my head
shocked into
wide-awake-ness
I have stumbled through the day
eyes dry and sore
dragging my aching limb
but at least it was just a woodlouse
and not the sky falling in
as the roof flew off in the gales
and the sodden plaster splattered my face
drenching my pillow
at least it was not that
(though, heart racing, I felt it was)
woodlice feel quite damp
when landing on your skin
I should like to be a woodlouse
quietly pottering
no worries
or concerns
and if alarmed
I’d curl up in a ball
quite safe
but
not falling
not falling
on anyone
that is not my wish
21st October 2014, non-fiction
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I should like to be a woodlouse
quietly pottering…etc.
But may be squashed under foot! A dangerous and short life
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you know
you have
complete
ly arrived
where you
are when
you have
been dive
bombed
by a wood
louse then
there is no
where else
to go to be
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We know that feeling of sharing your home with a host of nature’s smaller friends 🙂 They are fortunate to live life at a different pace – they keep different hours – and then, when our paths cross, sometimes the timing is incredibly inconvenient 🙂 Hope you have a peaceful night, Suzy 🙂
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