2 Flies Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGCCHIJHCCKLMNO PQQRSCTTHUOVWHQMTXYZ CA2B2PC2PQCAC2D2HQQQ PGOE2C2AF2G2RC2H2PI2 RF2PJ2CCC2PPH2PPK2OV L2OHJQPC2seems they want more | A |
it seems almost as if they | B |
are angry | C |
that they are flies | D |
it is not my fault | E |
I sit in the room | F |
with them | G |
and they taunt me | C |
with their agony | C |
it is as if they were | H |
loose chunks of soul | I |
left out of somewhere | J |
I try to read a paper | H |
but they will not let me | C |
be | C |
one seems to go in half circles | K |
high along the wall | L |
throwing a miserable sound | M |
upon my head | N |
the other one the smaller one | O |
stays near and teases my hand | P |
saying nothing | Q |
rising dropping | Q |
crawling near | R |
what god puts these | S |
lost things upon me | C |
other men suffer dictates of | T |
empire tragic love | T |
I suffer | H |
insects | U |
I wave at the little one | O |
which only seems to revive | V |
his impulse to challenge | W |
he circles swifter | H |
nearer even making | Q |
a fly sound | M |
and one above | T |
catching a sense of the new | X |
whirling he too in excitement | Y |
speeds his flight | Z |
drops down suddenly | C |
in a cuff of noise | A2 |
and they join | B2 |
in circling my hand | P |
strumming the base | C2 |
of the lampshade | P |
until some man thing | Q |
in me | C |
will take no more | A |
unholiness | C2 |
and I strike | D2 |
with the rolled up paper | H |
missing | Q |
striking | Q |
striking | Q |
they break in discord | P |
some message lost between them | G |
and I get the big one | O |
first and he kicks on his back | E2 |
flicking his legs | C2 |
like an angry whore | A |
and I come down again | F2 |
with my paper club | G2 |
and he is a smear | R |
of fly ugliness | C2 |
the little one circles high | H2 |
now quiet and swift | P |
almost invisible | I2 |
he does not come near | R |
my hand again | F2 |
he is tamed and | P |
inaccessible I leave | J2 |
him be he leaves me | C |
be | C |
the paper of course | C2 |
is ruined | P |
something has happened | P |
something has soiled my | H2 |
day | P |
sometimes it does not | P |
take man | K2 |
or a woman | O |
only something alive | V |
I sit and watch | L2 |
the small one | O |
we are woven together | H |
in the air | J |
and the living | Q |
it is late | P |
for both of us | C2 |
Charles Bukowski
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