silence of the night

broken by a falling ladybird
it landed on the book I was perusing

I leant forward
scrutinising the insect gingerly –
it was a typical ladybird:
donned with a suit of thick crimson armour
and a bright ebony beauty spot in the middle
its aurora borealis spreading out in all its glory

I picked the insect off the page
put it gently down on the window frame
doesn't the outside world provide a much better home for it
than my little enclosed room?
and I returned to the page

I hadn't flipped the next page
and another ladybird thudded onto the same page
it, too, was donned with a suit of thick crimson armour
a bright ebony beauty spot in the middle
and its aurora borealis spreading out in all its glory –
hey, isn't it the same little creature?

having disturbed once again
I got a little annoyed
but better not fly into a temper
once again, I picked up the insect
and left it at another window frame farther away

the next instance
I felt a creepy crawly itching my arm all over
lowering my eyes, I saw
something donned with a suit of thick crimson armour
a bright ebony beauty spot in the middle
and its aurora borealis spreading out in all its glory –
it's that irritating ladybird again!

Bug off!
my patience had reached its limit
taking the insect roughly
I walked to the toilet
and flushed down the insect to its doom