Killing a Fly
the flyswatter a rod
squiggly over a bit of fuzz,
a merge of ballet and speed
precise in superior force,
plus some quantum of delight,
bliss beyond the swat.
why did the fly
on its patio of vertical sun,
nod, so it seemed,
and look so feisty,
as if the eons
preceding its final moment
meant something?
i too felt the chain of phylogeny
yank to delve past reptiles,
past even algae,
back to a pond of pregnant ooze,
when death first became.
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11/12/23 ... changed some prepositions for flow and understanding
Grading lots of papers, exhausted, ...
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