Today a little praying mantis crawled down the back of my neck.
I think I picked him up on my morning commute
when I rode my bike too close to the trees.
Perhaps my head hit the leaves and dislodged him,
forced to cling to my hair through the cycle-speed breeze
waiting only till I came to a halt to make his dash toward freedom
He made it quite a distance before I unknowingly squished him.
Sep 22, 2016
Sep 22, 2016 at 4:59 PM UTC
Today a little praying mantis crawled down the back of my neck.
I think I picked him up on my morning commute
when I rode my bike too close to the trees.
Perhaps my head hit the leaves and dislodged him,
forced to cling to my hair through the cycle-speed breeze
waiting only till I came to a halt to make his dash toward freedom
He made it quite a distance before I unknowingly squished him.