The brightest sun I've ever seen seared a spotlight through my small window. A fan buzzed in perpetual harmony with a lost housefly humming aimlessly in the hot rays of my studio. The fly spun in a circle, revolving in and out of the blinding light. Its iridescent shell shining like a shooting star, gravitating my attention with each opulent orbit. The petulant buzz ready to supernova at any moment. I tried to ignore the fly, just as it flared no attention towards me. Would it find solace in the vibration of my voice? I am quite good at whistling, not many people know that. Over time forgotten things master letting their songs fall on deaf ears. But nothing can stop their wings from beating like a snare drum, waiting for the rest of the band to join. So, I pursed my lips and counted myself in. The fly accelerated its jazzy speed, and rose its octave with my added instrument. The sunlight glows around my toes dangling off the bed. There is a key change in our duet as I listen to the houselly sing.
"Your hands look soft, I suppose you can crush me.
Expose my heart and guts to the transcending light.
But would you still swat, if I had a crush on you too?
Can we feel the solar power together?
Never become oblivious of what grows in darkness and spite.
Beauty is stolen in the night." The fly buzzed.
Soon the fly realized the sun was its exit, and went solo. Abandoning our song and repeatedly crashing into the glass on autopilot. Its urgent call for help got me on my feet. I loomed by the gateway to outside, feeling the speedy panic in its flight. Buzzing and tapping. Buzzing and tapping. I opened the window like a trap door to heaven. Before I could wish the housefly farewell, it flew away. Bleached out of sight by the brightest sun I've ever seen.
Written and Illustrated by Moi ❤️
