Like The Flies In Winter Poem by Samuel Stuart Pennell

Like The Flies In Winter

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like flies at the end of summer/we all slow down as age advances, as age, time and clocks advance/ the coming ocean of time/like London Bridges, we all fall down

Like flies in winter, near a cold white windowpane, who are slowing like molasses. Cold lonliness on one side/white paint chips on the other

Like flies in winter/flies in autumn, who are swimming throught the air in slow motion.

Not so much the flies of summer

godblessamen

like fireflies flickering in the end/we are here and we are gone,
we eventually burn out.

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