Don’t Touch

“…When it lands on your shoulder,
flexes its wings, uncurls its tongue,
it’s origami come to life…”

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Says the moth watching you read from outside the window

“You’re reading pages aged to the color of my wings…

…moonlight behind wispy, cirrus clouds…”

Crickets

“…On a clear summer night, the wind keyed
across the trees, rolling the leaves
like a tambourine…”

Silk

“The silkworm manufactures as efficiently as a factory line…”

Leeches

“A leech floats along a pond

like a man’s flaccid penis…”

Purpose

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