POETRY

The Fly

A poem about entomology & survival.

Musca domestica (Common Housefly). USDAgov / Public domain

She’s been buzzing, rpeming at 1,000 flutters.
I don’t know how much Time she has left.
She’s survived my swats so many times.
I learned to love her; I will not kill her.

So many eyes hip to her Lilliputian existence;
Is she aware, though? Can she be…

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SP & EN | poetry | society | teaching | science | tech https://about.me/oniricvonnegut

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