Particularly Poetic - Aug. 7, 2025

Gary Hunter
Aug 6
1 min read

you know that one fly

that lands on your neck or

leg and keeps coming back

while you wave and wave?

it’s got to be young, very very

young, like a puppy that wants

to bite fingers no matter how

much you shove it away

they’ve yet to learn the danger

of bad behavior and in the fly’s

case, there’s one particularly

poetic word which describes that

S P L A T!

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