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| dear friends of mine that join me on this day |
| by F.D. Marcel |
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a dozen bugs watch me drink not that I mind company. but I wonder how they all found their way in; I suspect the openings between the A/C and the window. They have wings but they'd rather not fly & I can relate. I'll kill them all eventually but until then, we share the space. all our chances of survival dwindling. II. a thousand bugs, diamond-shaped, each day a new one find its place on the windowsill or between the cracks of the air conditioner & after I found one of them still alive, thought to be dead, I began scraping them into an old bottle of vodka with enough left at the bottom for all of them to have a good time before their crowd surges & they turn on each other & build atomic bombs to clear the slate. tomorrow, I'll start to name them. III. a million bugs come for everything I've got in a blanket of clattering bodies on plaster wasteland ignoring the smashed corpses of their predecessors like a funeral march over a million years of minimal evolution sitting cross-legged under the blackout-shade Bodhi tree, there is nothing here for these scavengers, & I have no choice but to deputize them & toss them shotguns & we'll take back the world from pretty people & butterflies. optimism. |
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