To A Fly
T Tom Billsborough
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So circumspect the fly
Which studies in minutiae
The many consoles
Of his mission space control...
God's all seeing eye
inspects me from my palm..
And calmly kneels as if in prayer.
I can only stare.
Is this an act of idiot faith
Or the cool dare
Of an insolent creature?
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