Butterfly
Butterfly:
So you thought you could fly
Did you mate?
Did you look into the eagle’s eye?
Did you hesitate?
Was it a lie?
Threesome harmony—red
Poetry’s society fled
Impossible inquiry you said
My darling thought the poetry was dead
The wilderness wears
My dear
“Nudity is so bare”
Your greatness
Did they handle you un—fair?
You thought you could fly
The butterfly is I
Please tell me why
You think
Poetry’s society did die
I am the butterfly
(Read slow)
(2012)
