Site hosted by Angelfire.com: Build your free website today!
fliesonbread - Bruce V. Bracken's All-Purpose Poetry Thing

flies
on
bread
flies
on
skin
like
an
incestuous
touch
the
sound
they
make
grandmother
said
they
were
not
animals
machines
i
look
in
the
mirror
every
time
i
think
of
flies
i
want
to
be
sure
i
only
have
two
of
one
each
they
can
see
all
degrees
in
every
direction
i
never
open
my
mouth
when
i
see
one
or
i'll
spit
isn't
that
how
they
eat?

© 1996 Bruce V. Bracken