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By
Abigail Rathbone
Matriphages
Consider if you’re planning Motherhood
The Amaurobius. Her dismal plight?
Her kids devour both her flesh and blood–
A truly traumatizing, tragic sight.
Now just because you’re human don’t conclude
That spider’s fate could never be your own,
And though your kids may grow up very rude
They wouldn’t dream of gnawing on your bone!
Yet Matriphages come in other guises;
Regard how you have altered since their birth:
Your brain has surely sunken many sizes
Despite the awful increase in your girth.
Oh Nature plays her game with every genus
While sparing those possessing of a penis!
The Sound Track of Cloud Formation
We hear
The sound track of cloud formation-
Laugh track of the rising sun
The streaming of nature on screens
However second hand –nonetheless
We are still capable of awe,
Even if too dumb
To step outside or
Look out the window.
Abigail Rathbone
Abigail Rathbone has been writing both short fiction and poetry “on and off” for 50+ years. A retired copywriter she now spends much of her time buying and selling old books, some of which she reads.
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