I THOUGHT HE WAS DEAD

by joannagilmanhyde

The Hawk Deck 11:11am

I unintentionally saved

a fly

dangling by one wing

from a frayed spider web

over My Kitchen Sink —

I thought He was dead —

I got out the dust mop

merely to sweep Him out

of My View

He stuck to the mop

I stuck My Index Finger

against His Re-instated Body

& He flew away