FLITTERING LOVELY

Butterfly on the wings of sun,
Tell me, tell me what’ve you done.
Share with me the tales of rest
Glowing outward. Inward? Yes!

Ever so she is inward, too,
Haunting me, dear, there mocking you
To chase the chalice, sugary,
Defying wind, flight hewn free.

Hamlet, brother, raise thy skull
Of cavities within its whole,
Memories dissipate the voice.
Loss tolls for freedom, never choice.

Dance my partner, butterfly.
Fewer end-time mythos, we die
When Universe comes, graceful calm;
Shred dusty wings, thine body, gone.

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