Oh dear, disgusting Cockroach,
you have changed my life.
Simply because I found you,
unwelcome and unmoving,
floating in the morning glimmer of my dog’s water bowl.
Now, every time I enter my kitchen
I expect to see your cousins and kin
scattering at the sudden burst of light.
I am forever changed.
Places I once thought “clean enough”
are now scrubbed with a fury.
Crumbs will never linger on my floor again,
dirty dishes will never wait until the morning.
Because of you, disgusting Cockroach,
my life, once lived in blissful security,
is now lived in apprehension of…