Blue Buzzing Death

I am

so jagged,

a roof

peak with

shingles half

torn off,

splinters everywhere.

Catastrophic and

paranoid,

The crickets

chirp asynchronously.

 

Inside the window

The fly sings a song of

blue buzzing death in the sun.

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