Long Housefly Poems
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Day 1
I sit to write in peaceful solitude,
while words of tranquil elegance exude
visions of nature's beauty and soft light,
but it's not my muse which has taken flight.
A bastard housefly sails a curvy path,
as irritation grows to rage and wrath.
Essentially, the reason is because
this little jerk emits a galling buzz.
When I think the skumbag's finally stopped,
and I could hear it if a pin were dropped,
the excrement eating insect starts again,
an insidious attack upon my brain.
You would not think a creature who is this small
could find a way to bother me at all,
and yet he drives me completely daft and nuts,
until upon my window, I see his guts.
Day 2
Awaking from a frightful fever dream,
I hear a buzz, and choke down a helpless scream.
The window guts, a subconscious, wishful scene,
before I slept, I missed with the magazine.
One slight move, he's no longer stationary.
Have I misjudged this pint-size adversary?
His flight is like 3-D billiards in the halls,
bouncing off unseen, invisible walls.
Why has this beast chosen me to torment,
to lead me in my sanity's descent
to Hell, a place I would gladly send him
if my worthless Westways could only rend him.
Yet, I said, "fly to the screen door, for once,
and we'll both be free, you insectoid dunce".
A desperate jack o'lantern, I am hollow.
Everywhere I go, he seems to follow.
Perhaps, the little guy has something to say,
tracing the 3-D model of DNA.
Does he buzz the hundred thirty-seventh psalm?
Could it be that last week, I killed his mom?
Day 3
Hopefully, I think the fly's diminished,
and that soon this monster will be finished.
He seems to be flying slowly like he's drunk.
His decibel measure significantly shrunk.
He's fast and young, but he's aging faster,
giving me the better odds to plaster
him. Who will be victorious in the end?
On whose nerves are made of steel, it will depend.
Day 4
Dead on the floor, two haggard creatures lay.
In one's hand, "you're just like a summer's day".
It was a righteous hit and the silky smooth euphoric familiar feeling was racing through her veins to her encephalon.
It was an energetic stimulation to her central nervous system.
Her whole body fell back onto the foul-smelling and heavily stained mattress.
Her mind slumped into oblivion.
Her eyes rolled to the back of her head.
The last thing she remembers seeing was a vivid shadow.
A shadow of a housefly on the ceiling.
It appeared to be eating something.
Through a purple haze, she wonders about the filthy creature.
In nonsensical supposition, she could feel the beastly fly attack.
Scissoring meticulously against the flesh of her forehead.
Scissoring against the hard connective tissue of her skull.
Systematically and relentlessly thrusting its cutting blades.
Regurgitating its vile acid fluid onto the soft tissue of her cerebrum.
Imaginable pain and reverberation of the piercing sound were consistent.
And then, the morning light faded.
She saw luminous colors of red, yellow, and different shades of blue, like cyan and turquoise.
She felt her body floating around in a large kaleidoscope.
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Emperor dragonfly had a ball
Stag beetle came big and tall
Water springtail brought housefly date
Common cockroach came without a mate
Eyed hawkmoth arrived in style
Caught ladybug’s winsome smile
Praying mantis brought sense of doom
Other mantises quickly left the room
Green lacewing came with water spring tail
Silverfish brought rest of supper from jail
Cicadas arrived with bottles of ale
Unusual feather bug came smelling quite stale
Bumblebee brought fresh honey and wax
Colorado potato beetle was holding his flax
Black ants brought chips from master’s house
Only one empty handed was elderly book louse
Morpho butterflies arrived dressed to dance
You could hear the music half way to France
Emperor Dragonfly’s shindig was a huge success
Firefly made magic with his sexy light up mistress
Everyone had a fine time except Praying Mantis who left mad.
Best Shindig ball the host, Emperor Dragonfly had ever had!
Their eyes move in rhythm of the housefly flight
Up and loop, straight and back, down and around
Snap! Snap! Snap!
Eager bites for the winged vermin of flight
Tails wagging, bodies bouncing a dance in air
Grasping to catch what is no longer there
Two little doggies on a hunt
Two little doggies on a quest
They want to devour that flying pest
The housefly dive bombs around their heads
They bite and snap and bump and bounce
Jumping to catch the elusive prey
The housefly just buzzes away away
Two pairs of eyes are glued on his hide
Watching where ever the housefly flies
Like radar their ears are perked up
But away away he flies and flies
Then he turns into the window
Buzzing fiercely at the outside sky
But two little doggies triumphantly jump on the couch
And the housefly is trapped between glass and two snouts
First Kublai snatches the housefly in his mouth
His buzzing makes Kublai spit him out
Genghis licks up the fly but cannot swallow
Kublai nabs him and smacks and smacks
Genghis licks Kublai mouth
But the housefly has been devoured
Their eyes slither and slide
Watching another housefly buzz by
Driving through the neighborhood in a shiny armored truck,
The exterminator arrives, looking to make a few hundred bucks.
He goes from door to door and asks to come inside:
And he already knows there's nowhere the pests can hide.
The exterminator swatted a mosquito and says, "You've got to G-O!"
He stepped on a cucaracha with his boots and said, "Gotcha!"
Then he sprayed some termites and told them, "Good night."
He got rid of a wasp and some annoying bees.
"Sorry, y'all," he said. "You're not stinging me."
And after he roasted a housefly, he yelled, "Bye-bye!"
The people were astounded as these insects were grounded.
Although the weather was hot and muggy,
The exterminator yelled, "Hasta la vista, buggy!"
This handsome brother was in complete control.
You can call him butter because he's on a roll!
Then the exterminator caught some mice and rats.
He laughed at them and said, "You ain't getting up from that!"
But what about the spiders, you ask?
The exterminator hired them to make special masks.
"Praiseworthy work," the Mayor exclaimed.
"The neighborhood is safe and the vermin were tamed."
Our hero smiled with glee as he was handed his fee.
"Thank you all," he said. "And now I must flea. (Get it?)
I'll be back again soon. Until then, see you later."
And this concludes the story of the groovy exterminator.
(Dedication: For Dave Wood, the Lyric Man)
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Teary moonlight
Flash from heaven;
Lovers unite
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Teenage lover boy
Bus-stop waiting;
Delayed arrival
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Nicotine addict
Puffing for dear life;
Carcinogenic highs
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Grass blades
Protrude through cracks;
Sidewalk stone slabs
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College vacation
Rowdy students arguing;
Monsoon weather hurls
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Housefly fly past
Unceremoniously;
Decadent visit
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Stars decorate
Night sky twinkling;
Croaking August frogs
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Anxious To-Do List
Smudge of raindrops;
Go with the flow
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Crazy poet laughs
Mad self-talk;
Intoxicating grief
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Back track then
To nowhere far;
Celestial timing
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Words carved
Old tree trunk code;
Open secret
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Grassy flowers
Humble affirmations;
Perennial song
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Stray voices call
In these woods;
Bird song melody
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Romantic ideas
Dehydrated fruits;
Winter sonata
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Self-made home movie
Unknown stars;
Awkwardly famous
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Leon Enriquez
15 August 2014
Singapore