Wednesday, March 23, 2005

Moth & Butterfly


I

I have a fidgeting
grey
moth
in my ear,
it lets me
hear
the suction
of the sea -
the roar,
waves
perforating
upon the rocks,
stocking
the miniature
pools with
new fish.


II

I've got the glimpse
of white
butterfly
disappearing
into my ear,
as it rushes
to spread
its wings
into dreams
of surrender,
gently
landing its
flags
upon my tongue.

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