Mounted
Butterfly on a limb
you hide your prideful
red and yellow trim.
A brief exposure
then it's over,
wings shut like a door—
you dare to show me no more!
You’ll learn what nets
and killing jars are for.
My captive beauty,
I’ll squeeze your throat
and pin your silk kaleidoscope
beneath glass
against the board
survived by your colors
alive and adored.
May 16, 2016
A Kaleidoscope of Butterflies Contest
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