We saw the flies

crawling along my shoes

these souls long for company anyway

and i don't mind

We were sitting on sofas anyway

when we saw the flies that is

but it wouldn't last long

Sitting on the sofas that is.

For we had a new day to charge

with celebration

yes we did when we saw the flies.

But they couldn't stop us.

The great and black and purple clouds

held the rain back long enough

to see the sun set

and then to sleep

and then we saw the flies.

While we were sitting on sofas.

A place of memory none of which

I've ever shared.

And the serenity eclipses even my arm

and as I feel her rise and fall with each

print of the finger touching key

I sigh and think about the day.

A celebration indeed

for we have risen.

Risen with the flies,

we saw them anyways.

We saw the flies,

crawling across my shoes

We drank our coffee black

and met everyone at that church breakfast.

I've always seemed to think that celebration

was a fine idea.