A solitary fly buzzes around my head,
the only one in the entire day
I've seen inside,
and I had the front door open
six hours straight, and this one
the only insectoid wanderer.
So few have the insects become
at our hands, and we barely
notice, but we will notice
the result
when it will be
too late.
01.06.2025
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