cockroach quite obvious tries

to befriend me, winks, feelers trying

to do a high five – am i not the best?

those little scrawny legs with hairs fumbled

towards me, wanting to come closer

such intimacy i shall not want. i really do not.

my gestures must have been taken for naught

for that hideous thing scrambled faster, as i tried

to move away, it took as a sign of flirtation. playing

hard to get. but i was just trying not to play. nothing else

i swear and then it made the sound, like a guttural raspy

something, took wings, went all euphoric like: i love you

it seemed to say, blurb out, oh my god! took aim towards my face

to kiss my lips. i tried to dodge, you know, it really was not mutual

but actions are lost to one in that all encompassing passion.

i did not really want to smack that flying raging beast

out of the air, had to, it was not backing out – too involved,

what intensity in those beady eyes, took a racquet ball

and it took aim. whish. then it was no more whistling in the air,

just stuck in that net. smashed. crumpled, tried to move, could not

while i heaved, so much intensity! i really do not love you.

i think it finally understood.