The Spider and the fly

The Spider and the Fly I hoovered up a spider, as I hoovered up a fly. I calculated the odds each way which one would expire which of them would die. I attached a new Henry bag which gave the spider hope of hunting down the hopeful fly, the poor fool not a joke. Did I kill them both just by hoovering did I change the course of nature’s calling? I couldn’t sleep that night wondering would two be there in the morning. Could it be that one of them or might both of them be saved had I caused a dreadful karma and take this to my grave? Inside the bag the spider was the fly inside it’s insides? Did the fly fly way back up the tube where they’d begun to their place to hide? Their death is now on my conscience their blood is on my hands now I must face the truth had I actually killed them both by vacuum was my method of use? Now, after I hung my head deep into my hands I’ll just hoover round as usual.