You hairy impertinent bag of water
You hairy impertinent bag of water
says the fly buzzing on my windowsill late in the fall
about to die
tumbling over in its agony
leave me alone for God's sake
leave me my pitiful dignity
The day is azure and breezy there outside
yet I cannot look away from the anguished
fly on the sooty windowsill
From Poetry Magazine, Volume 190, Number 2 May 2007. Used with permission.
says the fly buzzing on my windowsill late in the fall
about to die
tumbling over in its agony
leave me alone for God's sake
leave me my pitiful dignity
The day is azure and breezy there outside
yet I cannot look away from the anguished
fly on the sooty windowsill
From Poetry Magazine, Volume 190, Number 2 May 2007. Used with permission.
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