fly over state

fly over window

on the day before the eve of a birthday of someone

i don’t recognize anymore…

a fly flew past my keyboard on its way to a window

promising something that flies desire

and i have tried to remember what it was long ago

that i desired and can no longer recognize those desires

as anything i would claim today

the fly tries to fly through an invisible film of molten sand

and i just want to cling to an island of something solid

in a molten earth gone suddenly irrecognizable

once so very intense and filled with the burning that is desire i find myself now

without pretense or expectations- content to merely reside and observe.

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