Butterflies

Butterflies short poem

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They fill my stomach, block its sky

lIke reams of paper hasserai

acid shades of autumn leaves

sent aloft without a breeze

they cloud my brain

they rain, un-rain

and rain again.

and stall each lane of acumen

thrashing, crashing, churning gala

a million schmetterling farfalla

every stage that I’ve been on

horrific grave of papillon

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