No Body Loves an
Antithesis.
I’m watching
bees and flies zip in my office window
opened a crack from the bottom and once in: caught
by outside light, their entry narrow & strait & a voyage
into my interior would be dark madness as opposed
to enormous sky & bright shine.
opened a crack from the bottom and once in: caught
by outside light, their entry narrow & strait & a voyage
into my interior would be dark madness as opposed
to enormous sky & bright shine.
They explore
their glass ceiling smack in the face of
freedom buzzing in dizzying circles and then settling
on the pane patiently exploring corners and edges over
& over the way I look for lost keys & spam colleagues
crossing and re-crossing glass frontiers, steadfast &
stalwart: clouds and green sunshine at my finger tips;
no way but toward light more light I can see and can’t
deny
freedom buzzing in dizzying circles and then settling
on the pane patiently exploring corners and edges over
& over the way I look for lost keys & spam colleagues
crossing and re-crossing glass frontiers, steadfast &
stalwart: clouds and green sunshine at my finger tips;
no way but toward light more light I can see and can’t
deny
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