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A Spot on the Kitchen Floor

A spot was moving slowly

across the kitchen floor.

I placed a card in front of it.

The bug, for such it was,

climbed on, and continued

to move . . . without legs

apparently, like a toy.

I tilted the card,

and the bug went wild,

running in a circle,

and back to the door,

where it vanished.

There’s nothing much doing

here. We might have talked.

from Struggling TimesFind it in the library

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Published in Louis Simpson Poems

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