Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

Insect-o-phobia at the Insane-o-rama

Today I saw a fly get caught
In a spider's web.
I watched and wondered if I
Should help to set it free,
But I'm phobic over arachnids
So I kept my hands at my
Sides and watched, waited
For whatever is to happen next.

Is this what it feels like to be god?
To not know when to save something,
To not know when to let it die?

July 6, 2007
Suge


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