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The Fire Burns
Poems
Sep 2018
Where is the Fly Swatter
The flies fly relentlessly,
all around my head,
I swat at them repeatedly,
but its as if my hands are lead.
Three of them around me,
another 5 are in the room,
flitting here and landing there,
and by my eyes the zoom.
They land on my shoulder,
they do not cause me pain,
but I am thoroughly annoyed,
they are driving me insane.
The incessant buzzing,
one just crawled into my nose,
landing on my monitor,
they sit in a repose.
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The Fire Burns
M/Artesia, NM
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