c o c o o n

have you ever spent the night with a butterfly?

a rare one with wings made of transparent glass,

so you can see

And eyes that steal your breath ——

A soul that gives you breath.

caught flying from a flower on the cliffs

by roads that meet the sky.

Captivating,

But isolating.

wings that grew in death

so sweet, so liberating.

inhibitions all gone

because bad things happen anyway.

the viciousness,

that transpires deep inside a chrysalis

magic, macabre or metamorphosis.

have you spoken to said butterfly?

questioned what's on her mind --

and found the same things on your mind.

caught flying in a breeze

by earth that meets the sea.

turning a coffin

into a cocoon.