Two - Poem by Some Person
Icy fruit flies, they swam in my innards
for weeks and days, eventually minutes and seconds
build upandupandup and explode all at once
as our eyes meet offhandedly and the firefly tension
soars upandupandup but implodes, then reverts
back to pretending to watching trees, and children
on a playground swing.
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