I chase flies against the window panes –
bashing at my reflection with claws retracted.
A big one creeps out of reach and nestles
next to the sealant in the top right hand corner.
So I watch it obsessively. Watch it. Until its buzzing
eats my ears again, burrowing into my headspace.
The people open windows for me. Shoo fly!
It obeys and returns to the world at their command.
I’m somewhat sad to see it go.
But there’ll be another along soon.