Tiny Vultures.


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.