Fruit Flies

fruit flies, fruit flies
go away
where do you think
you smell decay?

I washed my drains
checked every stash
dug out the banana peel
from the upstairs trash

my vinegar traps
no longer tempt thee
and now my garbage cans
are empty

is it me?
is it my rotting soul?
I’m doing my best
you little trolls

my heart is bruised
but my flesh is fresh
you can’t have me
I’m not dead yet

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