Prey
by Sam M. Phillips

Black bug,
Green spider,
Titanic battle,
Played out in miniature.

Flight, bite, sting,
Claws grasp,
Legs kick,
Roll across the table.

A blur of movement,
Two blended as one,
Locked in a death grip,
Who is the prey?

Green bulbous body,
Legs fall slack,
Dead.

Sharp black head,
Antennae flick,
Triumph.

Small bug drags larger spider to the edge,
Flight attempted,
Falls.

Both caught by an un-sensed web,
Legs kick frantically,
Panic.

A much larger spider moves in.