Moth, the ugly sister
wall-flower
hidding in the dark
C b A l M e O n U d F i L n A g G i E n D
until fingers flip a light switch
serving up
a pure shot - 60 watts
of intoxicant
now drawn, driven, drunk
she is disco funk
mad shadows, a dance party
revolving, orbiting, would-be lovers
centered on her alone
matching her moves, a mating dance
she's in a trance
and for a few brief moments
before the crash and burn
it's her turn
to be the butterfly
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
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