There is a small corner of this place that has the outside in it.
I keep looking with a hope that my glance will invite the cool air into the camper.
the real world echos my dreams
there are children everywhere
and they are all related
laughing and declaring simple truths to each other aloud
to me
where i sit.
i see the adventure through the small shape
of a mostly screened window.
screens still allow bugs in
which
in my mind
defeats the entire reason
of a screen.
someone should get on this.
the foolproof screen.
how can i ask the world in if i want to keep the bugs out?
is it just me
or are flies acting more like bees these days?
and the other way too?
they both fly
but one makes honey and
the other
makes
poo.
i think.
too much.
is there a screen for that?

1 comments:
Everyone wants to be a bee, so we imitate them, the way they look, the way they talk, the way they act. When we are all bees, there will not be anyone for the praying mantis to eat.
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