REST IN PEACE
by Ryan Ritchie
having been bitten by a poisonous spider once before
having a scar on my left arm reminding me of how much
pain I felt as the doctor lanced the golf ball â€“sized puss
from my arm,
youâ€™d think I woulda just crushed the little fucker who
greeted me this evening inside the window sill
next to my bed.
but no. I didnâ€™t kill the bastard.
I walked to the kitchen, took out
a plastic container
and did everything I could
to send his ass outside without
causing any physical harm, but
he shucked and he jived and
I just couldnâ€™t get him
inside the Tupperware.
so I decided to let him live
because thatâ€™s what I do.
forget that I became vegetarian for ethical purposes.
forget that I later became vegan for ethical purposes.
forget that I donâ€™t kill ants when they climb on my leg
as Iâ€™m watering the lawn.
and forget that Iâ€™m a grown man who has to change the channel
when I see those commercials about puppies in shelters or
cows being branded by asshole farmers.
I should have every right to kill these god-forsaken spiders.
but I donâ€™t.
now the eight-legged creature from this evening will live inside
the crevice he found between the sill and the screen.
and when I go to sleep, will he remember
how close he came to death? or how I tried
to put him back outside.
the little shitâ€™s gonna kill me tonight.
REST IN PEACE