8 19 24 rain splashing
Rain
splashing
on the green truck
windshield
and there was a
slug
in the shower
this morning
and it must have been
a long strange slink across my living room
of rhythmic waves
in the pedal mucus
of the hermaphrodite gastropod
but a creature lover I am
so I wrapped my friend and its vibrant antennae
in toilet tissue
like I was rolling a burrito
and it probably assumed it’s end
was nigh
but instead I released it to a grassy knoll
far from my wife’s garden
so it could continue to do
whatever it is, slugs do.
