Why do I care,
about the fly, going
into the fridge?
It’s a fly, going to
die, in what,
two days?
The food, is
protected. Why
do I care?
The moths, I
catch, and
release.
The spiders,
I move,
from shower
streams…
I guess, it’s
because, they
are alive.
God,
made them-
why
unmake
them?