Like flies on the ceiling the idea of independence
has meanings too complex to recite at whim; this
came to me when diligently trimming my beard -
not an arduous task yet there is cause and effect
marking boundaries upside-down flies describe -
now scry the ridge in a hairline where beard-end
blends like an erratic curve a flying upside-down
fly states that’s where you land upright
So in the manner of the fly we have to try in the
auspices of an unfriendly mirror-reversed image
which naturally make a mess of it; is this a price
of independence you ask - observing flies have
ceased their reversed ceiling sojourn - returned
to the hold of sensibly coiffeuse gravity
© 4 March 2015, I. D. Carswell
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