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by Ryan Nardi

I saw two flies
having sex
on the wall
in my kitchen.

I had sex
with my wife
behind a door
in my bed.

I saw two actors
having sex
but pretending
on my television.

I saw two flies
having sex
on the wall
in my kitchen.

09/17/2008

Posted on 09/17/2008
Copyright © 2024 Ryan Nardi

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 09/17/08 at 05:28 PM

I really like the revolving approach you took to this, if that makes sense. The way it casually begins, moves through its scenes and comes back to its starting point to obviously begin the whole thing again. It's almost cinematic, in a way. Nicely done.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/03/08 at 10:32 PM

I like the structure of this very much, simplicity in observations that bind all living things, I think, although the openness of the flies on the kitchen wall - one might envy them their spontaneity (sp), or wonder if their exchange is any less special than ours.

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