Day 84: Happy Roach

Sat down to do today’s poem, started thinking about the art of animation and all of the different art forms and decisions that go into creating one of those storytelling masterpieces.

Then the largest, happiest cockroach in all of Texas scurried up out of nowhere to the top of my (mercifully empty) travel mug. Any chance of writing about something else went out the window when I squished the happy invader, who was so big and plump his guts soaked through two layers of paper towel.

I’m going to go be sick now.