Poor little guy,
what did he think?
Did he feel the void sigh
as he came upon the brink?
And will I know when
my own time is nigh?
Or go in oblivion
like this dumb fly?
Lord grant me the courage
to face that same abyss
Failing that,
make me oblivious
1 comment:
On a fly drawn into a vacuum cleaner.
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