NO FLIES
no flies on me
but the flies that
are on me
are jewelled, enamelled,
iridescent
and the buzz
they get to create
louder than
a perfect media storm
where two
idiotic major stories
crash into each somewhere
stupid out
in the mid-Atlantic
shedding each other pieces
as all
establishment voices
in pursuit
of the savage lie
are so hard-pressed
to miraculously achieve
poems 2 die for 