Under the unruffled sheet of the sky,
I was pondering over
The aesthetic worth of a housefly’s corpse!
It was stuck in a cobweb;
I thought it was alive.
I nudged it gently,
And it fell on the floor.
Its eyes, legs and wings were missing.
I found it wrapped in some fine white silken threads;
As if it has been mummified!
All of a sudden, waves of shiver raced down my spines!
It’s a cold-blooded murder!
A man was going somewhere,
Maybe to fetch a candy for his kid,
Or to a druggist for his dad,
When he was abducted.
He was then killed mercilessly,
And his body mutilated!
Wrapping it up in a white bed sheet,
The killer carried it to a mountaintop, and
Threw it into the dark deep valley.
No case was filed. The body rotted and decomposed.
Nobody learnt anything about the killing.
The unscrupulous, reposeful murderer rearranges the trap,
Sits himself comfortably, and waits for another passerby!
But what happened to the kid or the daddy?
But, we were pondering if a housefly’s corpse got any aesthetic value, right?
So, What do you say?
Inspired by The Daily Post’s one-word prompt, Aesthetic
Photo source – Pixabay.com