It's a Fly Gathering

A Poem by Davidgeo

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rose tinted sun goggles firmly stapled to the faces

of mammal flies, all gathering at the gathering place

the gettin' place;

for those unconfident opinions devoid of reasons;

to be shared relentless-unintelligible like, for that singular feeling of bonding

in place of things;

of knowing true reasons;

excessive jump cuts of impassionate pleas

from the empty faces;

of the fly faces too afraid to be left behind without place

in the great space of our lives; so just 'because' now,

gathering for no other reason than that;

but this is no lighthouse,

nor any real beacon of reason, no matter the flies' unconfident opinions

opined in confusion;

because ya stupid, it's just a f*****g light bulb

idiots, you're blocking my light for f**k's sake;

it's not really suppose to make sense in that way

© 2016 Davidgeo

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rose tinted sun goggles firmly stapled to the faces
of mammal flies, all gathering at the gathering place
the gettin' place;
for those unconfident opinions devoid of reasons;
to be shared relentless-unintelligible like, for that singular feeling of bonding
in place of things;
of knowing true reasons;
excessive jump cuts of impassionate pleas
from the empty faces;
of the fly faces too afraid to be left behind without place
in the great space of our lives; so just 'because' now,
gathering for no other reason than that;
but this is no lighthouse,
nor any real beacon of reason, no matter the flies' unconfident opinions
opined in confusion;
because ya stupid, it's just a f*****g light bulb
idiots, you're blocking my light for f**k's sake;
it's not really suppose to make sense in that way