Yesterday

a fly came into
my room

Had no energy
sat on the laptop
motionless

To hit
with the palm of my hand
i saw
a pitiful look;
try to be lazy
before the desk

Flip the bookshelf
flipping through notes
searching online so hard
fell asleep with the tired body

Even in the morning
fly could not fly:
still struck to the wall
in the same position

i had to go to the dentist
with my wife
at the launch time

After the treatment
my wife and mother talked to each other
heartfelt stories
trimming stems of the sweet potatoes
brought from an old woman
at a street vendor

As soon as
i sat down at my desk
fly was flying
reading a book
eating rice
talked and thought about
something
listened to music
even writing
interrupted me

Buzzing
flying in a curve
my head,
my shoulders,
my back,
touching skin
ruined today

Finally
it landed on my belly
slapped with the palm
but
i hit me
a fly disappeared somewhere

In the end:
with the fly stick
my wife caught.