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Madame Butterfly Wing

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Madame Butterfly Wing


Butterfly wing winds welcome
sing around sharp sung songs
as Madame’s drum sticks float inside,
ricocheting from rubber band desire
loose like promiscuous ducks,
or free like migrating birds
where life almost feels normal
until surprised by broken line realities
crashing down with turned frowns
to pour dungeon soup into palm pits,
transformed in monk beggar bowls,
a fulfilled need breeze right here,
so give me some more,
cut me open,
rattle bone moaned melodies
then, in momentary flight
suspend in the highs.

poARt Expressionism by Scot Aaron
May 6, 2004   Bangkok

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