Of flies and men

Flies remind me
of me
(and others like me)

The fly flies
against the window glass

It is trapped in the room
caged by doors, walls and windows

“Don´t fence me in”
it sings
(but I don´t believe it)

I open the window

Now the fly
is enveloped by
air on three sides

Still the pigheaded fly
flies against the window
the only direction that spells
continued imprisonment

Maybe I misheard
the song

Maybe it was
“Fence me in”.


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