The flies swarm in clouds
Moses-vs.-Pharaoh-like,
Rubbing, bumping and grinding
Against their like kind.
They flit and hover,
Then land among the refuse
To vomit up putrid young,
Maggots,
Their larvae,
To feed,
And grow,
And take flight.
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Wow, both life affirming and revolting at the same time. Good work!
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