Mosquito on Our Pond

There’s a mosquito on our pond
Not of sanity, but outside
Natant neglect 
Existing for a time, then not
Perhaps once
Would you believe?

Maybe

Relishing reality’s view
From eyes that can’t see
Torn between resonance
Undulating cosmic background
Noise unbearable, but beautiful
Composed quite delicately

Nourishing


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