A bug died on the ceiling
it fell on my shirt
I didn’t notice
until I did
and then
I lifted
my
shirt
to push
it off it fell
onto the floor
and I wished it
was not me that
died I really really
feel like I did some
where else like one
time I thought mayB
we, maybe we were
we who were alive
everything alive
every eye alive
bugs, birds,
humans,
were
one