a tragedy this morning

basking in the warm blast of my hairdryer, i observed her,

peacefully buzzing, juddering, low-flying.

i smiled from a happy heart, 'this space is equally yours',

i thought, proud of my own generosity.

i would not have fought to rid the room of you, small creature.

i would not flee; a fearful, irrational human.

i felt love for you from this pantheist heart i have,

before i went back to the warm blast of my routine.

i was disturbed by the sound. an electric-sizzle,

a juddering, low deathly buzz, sinister in it's similarity.

i was immobilised for a (dramatic pause) moment,

before i flicked the switch. in silence, listened to her twitch.

i hurled an expletive at the god of small things.

i was torn in two - to before and after almost certain death!

i witnessed a tragedy this morning. whilst i was yawning

her brain was flicking switches, off, one at a time.

i decided to stand back, at least until i had to leave for work.

i said a little prayer for her that she would fly again, took

a look at her resting place - shocked to find a brother or sister there.

i said a little prayer for them for the third time lucky.

as i basked in the warm blast of my hairdryer once more,

i observed my thoughts on this incident.

i worried that this would set my day off on the wrong foot(!)

along with bad hair days and getting out of bed on the wrong side.

hot air swiftly blew away my sadness and i almost forgot entirely.

until the noise again ... bzzzzz bzz bzzzz bzzz bzzz.

she was ever more juddering in her rumbling bumble!

i gave a round of applause for this miracle,

and went back to my hairdryer.