L'aura del Campo

In the garden

In the garden

He approached me head held high, open arms
suggesting more than a hug. I thought

about his offer. Sure, he was tiny,
but as cute as a bug can be. Unless

you're me, big, bold and constantly hungry.
It was my job to maintain the bowers.

Make sure that pests didn't take over flowers.
I earned my security badge daily.

But I am who I am, no praying mantis
but predator and — he was so cute —
and eager! We mated. I bit off his head.

Lament not for the dead. His sacrifice
made a bountiful meal. Our offspring
will protect this patch until winter comes.

© Copyright 2022 Kåre Enga [178.373] (28.februar.2022)

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