Friday, May 20, 2016

FINAL DISSERTATION

For the hundredth 
time, do not 

shoo
those little 
flies from your gangway.

You are like
them,

born to live—for
a single day 
and then perish;

only—
unlike them,

you can never really be 
sure—which 
one.

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