Cockroach

There was a cockroach
In the bathroom one day
So I grabbed a tissue
And tried to grab it softly
To take it outside
But the cockroach wouldn’t
Cooperate
So I crushed it with the tissue
And squeezed the life out of it

I felt bad
So I apologised to it
And my friend
Who was staying over
Called me soft

And I thought:
If apologising to something
You’ve killed is soft
Then I don’t want to be hard
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Published on September 27, 2023 15:16 Tags: poem, poetry
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message 1: by Aimee (new)

Aimee my heart


message 2: by Taylor (new)

Taylor Hull I feel this daily


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