Should I not
answer you
in the social media world,
should you worry that upon
my floor I lay, tongue hanging,
gathering dust and flies
buzzing round,
eager vultures laying eggs, maggot, bluebottle,
think on,
perhaps I have forgotten,
late Middle age is near
and sometimes the fog is thicker
than it was,
other things catching my attention,
not out of malice but an interest
in the new for now,
or it could be that I found it rude
and the best advice my mother
ever gave me was,
“If you can’t something nice,
then be quiet and smile”,
either way, flies gather in the bright light of day,
and lay eggs of prehistoric doubt.
Ian D. Hall 2017.