all about the emerald

slow late August afternoon
hot air is hanging in the room
on the desk the spinning fan
is competing with the fat emerald fly
in buzzing
the air is thick like a glass-wool
the fly is getting tired and
landing near the semi-filled ashtray
the middle aged man
is sitting behind his old computer
and typing the words
green on black
words of the forgotten feelings
to a girl with the emerald eyes
the fly is looking on the screen
with it’s mosaic eyes
trying to focus
alas, flies can’t focus
suddenly man deletes the words from screen
black on black
gets up and disappears in the thick air
slow late August afternoon
no more buzzing on the desk
only emerald fly is writing the words
about the girl with the emerald eyes
in the thick glass-wool air

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