Ode to the Dust Bunny
Motes of Note

I see you as you run
For your fuzzy little life
Into the corner, every time
The AC kicks on
You roll and drift and fraternize with the other bunnies
Mingling your innards and outards
Creating bigger, more menacing ones
Fuzz happens.
To the tumbleweed of urbia and suburbia
I salute you
***
You go where the wind takes you
And my vents blow you
Invisible, under me
You fear the vacuum
That sends you to Limbo
Like all the unbaptized babies
Unfinished business and
Unswept leftovers
Of the day's goings-on
Archived along the baseboard
***
Your anatomy: a time capsule
Of insect parts of small beings
Who lived entire insect lives
Droppings from mice and bugs and god-knows-what else
That report you are what you ate, yesterday
Lint from navels and opposing cheeks
Crumbs passed over by others
The dead skin and DNA from a hundred hundred species
And me, scratched off casually in the night
You are the library and depository of all life uncategorized
***
You're the monster
Under my bed
Who doesn't scare me with your insect parts
Disgusting filth
And remnants of lives lived and lost
But I do fear you
Because one day
At the end of me
You and parts of what were me
Shall finally meet.
About the Creator
Gerard DiLeo
Retired, not tired. Hippocampus, behave!
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My substrack at https://substack.com/@drdileo
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