Sandwich-bugs

I wonder how many bugs I've eaten in my life. I'm sitting here eating my lunch, watching one of those little red dot bugs stroll along my table, thinking "get that thing away from my food!", and I can't help but wonder how many of those little guys have sneaked onto my sandwiches just in time for me to take the bite they happened to land on. If I spent five minutes examining every meal I ever sat down to eat, ensuring no bug intrusions before I commenced eating, I probably STILL wouldn't escape the occasional bug consumption. Just a quick reminder of how little control I have over all of the proverbial sandwich-bugs in my life. I could spend all of my energy trying to maintain control of every little thing in my life, but when it comes down to it, I just can't keep all the bugs off of my sandwiches. So bring it, sandwich-bugs, you don't scare me.

Death, you lie in wait

Death, you lie in wait,

You hang your darkness over me.

You may be near, you may be far,

But you own my mortality.

You rule the only world I know

With such a grip no one can flee,

And though I know not when or how,

I know one day you'll come for me.

But see the world that you rule over

With this grip you hold so tight

Is not the world that I was made for...