butterfliE, Fabric, thread, ribbon, ink, and fruit juice. 2020I stand aside from myself and watch as I linger above overripe fruit
And marvel; I was made for This Exact Purpose--How Gratifying!
[takes a bite]
I am a wretched thing and all so impossibly lovely. How tender I am!
Terribly so!
Seemingly coming out from nowhere with no sound to give me away except ba boom ba boom whispering;; I want to live forever!
[... ]
I want to make You skip Your sorrows!
[laughs]
Yes, Yours and Mine too.
a mile an inch counted as *
crawl my crawl and extend open hand
* ♥∞
