The Stubborn Fly Poem by Tony Adah

The Stubborn Fly



The fly flew
Noosing around for putrid reeks
He found none but a rotten corpse
Wherever the corpse went
He followed
When the corpse plunged into the crypt
He followed
Until tumulus pile on the grave
And he slept with the corpse.

Tuesday, May 17, 2016
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