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we are but fruitflies in a larger scale... only with more documented complications. creative piece.
Fruitful poem but the fly died without got a smell of a fruit(Poverty?) thanks for sharing.10+
This really got me thinking about the fragility of my own existence. One minute we're here, the next we're dead. Good one.
This is sort of like the zen of insect poems! I like it very much.
you're titles are a blast... they're even longer than your poems!