Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Pupa's Valentine

A pupa is a seed

a sleeping sky

a flower freed

a butterfly

a mariposa resting

on a reed

what grade was that

on my knees

what looks like

I’m pushing out

dead skin from

within or it’s

a thin winding

sheet I weave

around myself

a thread of cum

dries and I melt

back inside back to

the three original

chemical functions

that can take any

form they want

but choose to be

this butterfly.

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