Evil night butterfly
Antti Luode
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Butterfly flew to my room through painting hanging on my wall
portraying pitch black sky framed by white,
I dont know who blew the spirit into that little thing
but I have my suscpicions.
In silence I watch at its strange flight,
and I can not help but think
maybe it is trying to talk to me
so complex is its performance.
Up and down, I turn my neck
as it draws dna on the air
circles around my lamp
and finally disappears.
I try to be spiritual about it
I try to be afraid of its evil buzzing
make a legend of its brief visit to my room
but I can not.
How I wish it had been a raven.
-
(I wonder what poe had drank, or how mad
he was at the moment when he wrote raven.)
(thanks kat for sending raven to rap..)
:)
RSommo
This was fun -- I like the image of the butterfly painting
dna, and "I have my suspicions." Nice work.
Robin
In article <6plih1$333$1...@tron.sci.fi>, "Antti Luode" <alu...@pc-datakeidas.fi>
writes: