What does the butterfly Know about its caterpillar life


There’s something
I’ll always remember

Some birds stay all winter
They know their place

The ether kicks in
Much slower in this town

What does the butterfly
Know about its caterpillar life

Pinkies numb
A pin hole into
The black box

Dark spot correcting serum

Tractors pull
All earth’s people

Paying for poison
Unpicking the locks
Protecting our ears

Cages of wood and nylon
Side ways obelisk

An island of pride
A desert of feeling
We are all the middle child

We see too much of the sky

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