Venus Fly Traps, coolest plants in existence.
I can still remember
when I was just a wee lad
and received my first
Venus Fly Trap,
how I used to sit
and fantasize about
Giant Plants from Venus,
how they’d lie in wait for any astronaut
to get careless,
to be snatched up
in one quick and lurid movement.
All but one – him they’d let escape
to his home planet, unwittingly
taking the seedling aliens
to sprout in the fertile Carolinas
to conquer us all.
But now, as I watch Bettie
- As I call her -
Waiting patiently on my windowsill
I start to wonder…
Perhaps there lies another reason
to the quirky nomenclature,
perhaps the discoverer (after the natives)
had first felt his heart fracture
before stumbling upon this
and thought of Lady Venus
as he watched a beetle catch that sweet aroma.
Watched how the bug sought for it,
lured out from its mossy lair
to crawl for the pink coquettish lips.
Watched how the poor bug shook its antennae
and rattled its mouth-bits
in tiny clicking terror
as the barbed walls closed in around him
to shut out the world,
to sap his life-essence,
to leave behind only a chitinous husk.