Collecting Butterflies

clouds are gathered souls

of the dearly departed

speaking to us in a language

only the sky can understand


loud as


how deep is your heart

how big are your wings

how good is your eye

headhunting natives

ancient astronauts


only I

can see

the red


ยฉ2020 J.D.C.IV


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