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Kevin Gish
Poems
Jun 2014
Pity and Fear
I killed an insect once,
Crushed it with a rock.
I had to; its fate was already decided:
This insect had too few legs; they bent away
From its body as it struggled proudly towards
Nothing and indeed found nothing.
Pity took shape and brought an end to its odyssey:
Yielding to the rock, it accepted that it had just come across its noblest hope for a way out.
Fear took hold of me;Β Β my own rock was sure to come
Soon enough.
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