unintended consequences concerning creation
when I water my plants
it creates pools of water in the plastic containers beneath their pots
mosquitoes lay eggs in small pools of still water
my apartment is infested with mosquitoes.
But I told my friends
that I think
the mosquitoes know who I am
and recognize me as their god
the source from which all life flows.
The mosquito has no choice in the matter.
The only thing it can do is suck blood to survive.
And the only thing I can do is make tasty tasty blood
round the clock.
But still
in the shower last night
when a mosquito flew out of my reach
and was perched high on my wall
with what I can only imagine as a smug expression
I took some satisfaction
in grabbing my bath towel and slapping it out of existence.
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