01112025 butterfly
can anyone present
find again a reason
for my being here
is it once more
to be
that butterfly
to die and
to float down
that pastel continuum?
torso just
legs just
paper thin and perforated
spinal cord axis
atlas northward to the peak
unfurling in fronds by threes
how is it this
came to be
anything at all?
where am i to go with
wings translucent
sprouted of shouldered holes?
do i have
cataracts on my stems
for any purpose but?
to see again
to warm by
that sun inside
to cascade down
toward that some thing
that no thing
pigmented
diffractive
androconia
all i ever did
was close
my eyes