Inspiration:
The sound of a fly hitting the same window over and over interrupting my work on the same type of project I’ve done over and over.
Medium:
Pigmented ink pen and colored pencils.
Fly
I saw a fly dead
from banging its head
upon my window pane.
And I thought, how blind,
lacking foresight of mind,
and continued to type away.
But in a moment I thought,
as my spirit was caught
on the branch of an epiphany tree,
“Will I do the same,
over and over again?
No, I’ll be smarter than he!”
“I won’t slave til I’m dead,
I’ll fly away instead!”
So I opened the window glass,
and jumped off the ledge
to fly over the edge,
But I landed on my big fat… trampoline.