Dust Mite

I killed it with the

Flick of a finger.

Remorseless

I watched the

Aging papers beneath

The corpse.

There was something

Fitting in the demise

Of so small a creature.

It matched the part

Of me that died

With you.

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[Beatrice Mars]

Ooof those last two lines. also love 'flick of a finger.' gotta love those fricatives. x