No Fly Zone

Sitting on a bench. This bench here.

Hands clasped.

Sounds muffled.

Time pierced by my stare.

My hair ruffled by the wind.

It doesn’t distract.

There is something important

I’m piecing together.

Something so grand, so eloquent.

A fly flies into my nose

And in that instant I’m out of the zone.

That thought is gone, completely forgotten.

World peace is gone

Because of one greedy fly.



Early one morning, I found myself in a jam. I was facing eviction and money was tight. I needed some cash. I needed it fast. I couldn’t fall back asleep. I was having a panic attack. I broke into tears.

Watching informercials all morning, I came up with a most brilliant idea. After all, what I need was a good one. What I had would change the world. I started working on it right away.

Sleep was a stranger for three days straight. Up all hours, working on the greatest invention. Better yet, the world’s greatest reinvention.

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