Poetry For The Odd

Interview 01: Sage

I can't tell how much time has passed,

But God help me.

God help us all!

I'm starting to lose my mind.

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Yesterday

I

killed a butterfly.

It died a

slow,

beautiful

deatH.

I had

seEn it

on the grass

and quickLy

grabbed it.

I'd found it

on the ground

near where

I had been sitting

for about seven hours.

(Yes,

yesterday

was

that

kind

of

day.)

First,

I slowly

tore off

its black-and-blue wings

as it

twitched in my Palms.

Then I

ripped

its little body apart

into pieces.

It just

Made

mE so

happy.