Fly

by Aidan Andrew Dun

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Nightmare of
slick dimensions
airless spaces

Journeys back
and forth between
incurable walls.

Dizzy battle
with unfeeling
surfaces, defeat

Facile translucent
skin which
rebuts approach.

Profound entrapment
in what is
not understood

Worse: vision
of a life without
motive power.

Refuge in mad
centrality under
false ceilings

Hothouse conflict
with fellow-prisoners
no fun.

Bay-windows
of false promise
claustrophobia

In vast
open spaces
impossible simulations.

Doorways: voids
of escape which
may not exist

Enormous
chameleons
of sudden change.

I have been
a fly in the
tantalizing universe.

I have gone
incessantly
between points.

I have been
a speck of life
in the worlds

A buzzing
in the vacant
house of time.






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