i woke up to a bright pink dawn
the magenta sun breaching the periwinkle gray cloud cover
highlighting the glory of nature
only to find a large beetle flipped on its back on my bathroom floor
despite my desperate attempts to right him
he had resigned himself to slow death
waving his goodbyes with twitching limbs
reminding me of the creep of time
perhaps i might have helped him on his way
but i wasn't in the mood to play god
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Trying to post something brilliant to respond, but unable. death to the beatle medly seems to work with magenta sky and gray clouds. All blue and white here. No bugs on the 19th floor. xoxo
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