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FETTERED FLIGHT A butterfly is sealed in a transparent cube Adamantly fluttering Wretedly abused She embraces the battle, Flaborgasted and barbaric Beating her wings, in a spirit of cryptic Determined, resilliant, unwaverring in motive Rigourously rapt, an urgency to outlive Belligerant, hostile, the creature continues to flutter Annoyed and angered, circumfrenced in baffler Her delicate wings are no match for the strong barriers that encage her Attempt and Defeat begining to outrage her! Her efforts comical in the eyes of the box Continuing to restrain her in an effortless lock As her energy wains, and her gusto depleats She ponders another method of defeat Vanquishmented and foiled She drifts into toil The creatures unyeilding spirit Propelling her zealot She folds her body, compressing in size Attempting to squeeze through a crack in the ply Uptall, lengthwise, Try, try try! It is clear this plot was unwise Still buoyant, she devices up another disguise! She sharpens the the silohette of her slender wing And bravely begins her tedious chisseling Back and forth, in contrived cubic slices Molding her form to an immitated adze Laborious efforts but to no avail Heaving and pushing, growing rapidly frail Her prison mocks her pitiable defeats And the trite caged butterfly feels chronic deplete Dripping downward in dense affliction Nailed down by the burden of cretin Out of schemes and plagued with anguish Bruised and bloody she gyrates to haywire Well then, Let it be the poor creature's dying desire To one day relish in the height of air and the warmth of fire The insulating cube, watches in approval Relishing in his authority and the imposed tight girdle He derived pleasure in her painful decent Grinning, as her once raging wings, slowed to relent The butterfly cringed as she accepted her fate An innocence stolen by acknowldging her truncate Eyes withered south, as her wings lay bound Destiny determined, all sealed and sound Then, in the narrow midst between the two states of conscious Curious, formeless eyes teeter on an unseen axis Through the thick, opaque walls of the cube She saw sympathy in the eyes in the dark air Slithering forward, with aimful fixation Two glinting, mysterious, conspicuous liasisons! The butterfly balanced every anticipation on a beam the width of thread As the cheetah unearthed its adequate head In a mere moment of exchange They knew You help me, Ill help you (He) An unforseen audience to the butterflies struggles and sufferings (((She) Summisive prey))) The cheetah barges inward with intention of helping This butterfly owed him no bets or no hidden requests He owed her no favor or payment of debts But he was able and willing To free the butterfly from her agnoizing binding So in one fateful, irremissible slash He tore his claw down the casch The delirious butterflies virgin wings Proudly stood spanning similar to starlings Awakened and rhapsodic, she prepars to soar into freedom (liberation) And in a liberating gust excelled the datum The feeling of flight was uncomparible Twirling, whizzing she deligthed in aerial Through the enrapture, she is overwhelmed by gratitude But had no offerings for the savior cheetah, entirely denude She wanted to bestow her iinumerable thanks Feeling guilty, gratious, unworthy (a new weight implanted) pleading in planks The cheetah: calm and everknowing Willed the butterfly to continue glowing For the simple presence of the efferessenct creature exuded Momentary luminous joy when the sun was clouded Was enough condolence For the cheetah to last She digested him, and he nourished her The butterfly and cheatah part paths Expelled of one another The shattered glass cube: remained volitale and crass Three beings: Three forms in preset exhisistance: each significantly affected altered influenced inspired by the others journey And inebriantly touched by a common beauty a strange lackluster fury lustfully raging, grinding, temperment lushly increasing lusus nature magnifying concupiscent Urgency is palpable All is essential Craving a necessity Entailed for escape Prerequisite for expressions Demand for release Brazen Hunting Eager for juicy raw flesh For peircing, searing tooth to tear off the bone Devouring any little piquant morcel it can fatham Clinging to the minor antidote offered A smeared smudged glimpse of the sought panacea Yet in blinding famished state An erratic inkling surfaces So clashing and unforseen While in the pinacle of greed, the middle of eager nourishment The want to emit To automatically concede every breathe of my being To every object around me Smooth and instinctual exuding While simotaneously feeding off that of which I do not have effortless and satisfactory A light exchange of heavy offerings Aching to reciprocate But there is no where near to share I need a witness I need a onlooked Needing an audience As I engage in such feverant tides As I escalate to the pinacle of flying emotions Ever nearing my threatning climax And in a tumltuous funnel all winds down to a pause A dizzying bedlam declines soothes the furious pace to a halt An unpigmented, implicit, interlude free of contamination THE ORGIN THE BIRTH I detect an ascertain vision A positioned, prepared paintbrush, wet with the pompous hue of the designated water color Dangles above the celestial paper surface In one foul, irrevocable action The tiny pointed brissel of the brush, is united with the porous paper tout de suite! the prismatic color is sprawled! infectious, radiating, unplacible! persistant! patulous! serpinginously racing over the white Converting it to blissful opalescent An expierience had, a memory made A permanant imprint on the tender pad of the brain undefinable, Amorphous! Vague! polychromatic! Gaudy! gracefully weightless yet strikingly substantial as the animated color further extends its wingspan Liberated in the exposure, tributing its poignant pigmentation a picturesque ballet, large and obscure yet ending with pristine impecible meticulousness Similar to the finically crafted limbs of a human body A single flame is internally ignited at the tip of every finger Burning ablaze in something so posised Each delicatley balanced fire controlling commanding stentorian! |