blackened butterflies panic overhead
shrieking 'i love you's & falling to their deaths
smothering the daylight, abusing the sky
a thousand beating wings blot out the sun
stained by soot & ash & smoke
& dripping smudged tattoo-ink notes
written to the stars on lacy fluttering things
too evil for heaven, too delicate for Hades
& so many lie crushed, covering the gravel road
these fragile messengers of death
wings broken & ripped like the petals of a rose
smashed into the ground, bleeding paint-color red
suffocating slowly in the thickening fog
frantically searching the putrefied sky
a necklace of forget-me-nots strangles me
as the heatwaves twist & pull it tight
then, tarnished like copper & tainted like love
a toxic, burning shower of acid rains down
scorching the skin, searing the flesh
setting fire to bruised & beaten souls
whose screeching then, like nails on a chalkboard,
forces me into twinges of consciousness
with pangs of regret
& blackened butterflies scream their sorrows
as they descend, tumbling slowly to the ground.
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