Fly

by StandStill   Jan 20, 2009


There's this little fly,
and it keeps
buzzing
buzzing
buzzing
around my eyes, no matter
how often I
slap it away.
Somehow, it's in my head also,
and the thoughts snowball after it,
trying to chase it
and make the
buzzing
buzzing
buzzing
stop.
Funny though,
'cause the drone
is ceaseless.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Wake Me Up

    I thought about natalia during this one lol. >.<

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