fear of flying

we see the
beauty in the
fluttering wings
of the new born
while callously
ignoring the
trauma of the
being torn
apart in a
writhing cocoon
the voracious
temporary forever
in liquefaction

i am a caterpillar
crossing the
crowded highway
praying for an
errant eighteen
wheeler to prevent
my metamorphosis


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