looking away

I wonder where all the noise went
to leave the little flies
hanging effortlessly in the sun
tiny white wings floating
among flooded greens
and reds and browns

It wasn’t the rubber footsteps
landing close to in time
leaving us in silence,
No it wasn’t for the tongues
softly mute in our mouths
but perhaps what lay before them

like the machine’s hushing growls
just beyond the chain link fence
looking away


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