I met a maggot in the street


I met a maggot in the street

It raised its head as if to greet

I picked it up from the ground

And then I found

It looked at me as if to ask

Are you up to the next task

Then it happened quiet and slow

As if I know

What to do with this riggling mass

I aimed it and I threw it on the grass

Sometimes I wonder where it went that day

So near and so far away