Sonnets in My Head

3. The Bug in my Room

Sitting atmy desk, I hear a monotonous buzzing.
People may ask, but that's Jeffrey.
He's been hitting the glass of my open window for hours on end,
It's his life now, he pays rent.

House flies fly in houses, that's their thing,
I don't know why they gotta be so relentless, though.

If you want out, than just go.
My window's open, fool,
Your existence is a downright mood.

- Silent