LPiA-23 Nov. 8

[Fearful Symmetry]

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I’m thinking
these flies that have been following me
from room to room
strafing the walls and windows
are unlikely heroes.
They’ve been trapped in the house all day.
So I’m catching them one by one
with a sheet of paper and a water glass, 
opening the door, setting them free
and each time I feel 
a bit of freer myself.

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Apologia

No one believed him
when Lucifer said
it was only a question
of aesthetics,

the son of the morning
and his long, expansive wings.
The notion
of turning sideways

to enter a room
disgusted him,
as it never had
before. And he'd promised

himself if his harp
became entangled
in the green tendrils,
innocently following

the path laid out
by the trellis,
just once more,
that would be the end of it.

He hadn't anticipated
anyone would follow,
hadn't expected
what came tumbling after.

Just a note to say this is one of my favorites so far.  Well done

Thanks!