Fly Spy

There's a fly in my room

There's a fly, spy

sucking the life out of my flowers

while i read of digression

and my head steers to

a different plateau

twisting me, breathing me

to confusion , unstable 

these illusions threaten to break

reak havoc again to fight the compartmentalization

and it landed on my shoulder to die

oh but not now on my blinds ...