Fly On The Wall (A Poem)

Dear fly on the wall;
I have showered
I am clean
The essence of your presence is disturbing my daytime dreaming
Now I’m pondering the question;
Why are you here, dear fly on the wall?
The shiz has already hit the fan;
That, it seems, is quite clear.


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