Centipede

There,
on my office wall,
above the lamp
and tiny, sterling Buddha,
a house centipede,
more legs than a marching troop.
How they move in unison,
soldiers obeying a single brain,
beautiful in their complex simplicity.
Except…one leg is missing.
You have to look closely to see it,

 

the gap in the line, the dark socket
empty of its resident.

 

I guess nothing is ever perfect.
I feel like I should salute it.
Oorah?

Katherine Gotthardt

Katherine Gotthardt, M.Ed., writing concentration, has been writing, editing and teaching for more than twenty years. For the past ten years, she has focused on content development and content marketing. Besides being published in dozens of journals, Katherine has authored five books: Poems from the Battlefield, Furbily-Furld Takes on the World, Approaching Felonias Park, Weaker Than Water and Bury Me Under a Lilac. She has been nominated twice for Poet Laureate of Prince William County, VA.

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