November 23, 2011

  • Window

    Flies come in for warmth
    In the last bleak Autumn days
    Fluttering around the window where there is light
    They stumble and fall to the ground a little dizzy
    and get back up
    Their movements slow
    No need to swat
    The end is near
    In the soft haze from a Winter's sun

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