Lord of that Fly

A Communication Tale

In his presence, it’s as if death materializes. This small, lil’ fucker nuisance zips through your peripheral vision. Impervious to your drunken kung fu-ninja attempts to swat it away. 

It streaks from the fields of eternity, colliding with your ego.

This isn’t your run-of-the-mill house fly. Oh, no. It’s a tiny demon, a year-round dweller in your home, as minuscule as a molecule, yet as fleet as a tarantula. 

Whether you’re on the couch or at your desk immersed in an email, the little pest strikes when you’re alone and at your most vulnerable.

Its flight pattern holds a mystery which deepens with each kamikaze dive at your face—what does it want, and who sent it?

Your attempts to swat it away earns you skeptical looks from colleagues who whisper to each other to label you as mad, proclaiming to others of how you’ve ‘lost it’.

I plot to capture one of these tiny tormentors, to pin it to my desk with my index finger until its guts ooze as I greet it and inquire to it about its haunting presence always lingering on my delicate periphery. 

My intentions were harmful at first. This turned into wanting to cradle it in my shaky hand, scrutinize it with my coke bottle reading glasses, and drown it with my three-day Crown Royal breath as I pose three questions:

1. What is your name?

2. Why are you here?

3. Can I borrow some money?

My promise is to repay it back, but the little fucker won’t listen and flutters back into the ether only to resurface when I am tired and weak. 

Please lil’ guy, just give me three minutes of respite, a brief reprieve to tackle this email. 

If only for a moment.

Lord of that fly: You can find this story in the collection “Spectre of the Brocken: Halo for the Observer.”

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Ran Kime Writer
Ran Kime, a writer, poet, musician and recluse from New Hampshire, crafts abstract stories, flash fiction & poetry that probe the psyche. His collections include “Spectre of the Brocken: Halo for the observer” and “Way Past Tipsy & Other Silent Cries for Help”.