Entry 482

I am a fly
Passing by your ear
In the morning
Before you awake,

Just a fruit fly
Doomed to repeat
What he thinks to be new,
 If not unique;

If this assumption
Proves inaccurate
What concern do I harbor — 
Flagrant fragrance wafts
From the rotten.

I am summoned to sup upon
What is done.

I am;
I have passed;

Just a thought;
Escaped from futility;
What thinks to be;

Speech reeks from fallacy;
Fallen cows show the only prophecy;
Fertility showers in fertilizer;

The meek await;
Abscission offers subtle wonder.