mutably exclusive by Anyssa Kym
mutably exclusiveby Anyssa Kym
would the widow
ever wish to return
to the lips of
her first kiss,
risking sacrilege
must expectation
always accumulate
old laundry
in the hourglass
tales so often woven
around pupa's
morph to imago
struggle of crawler
into winged angel
today i wonder
of the tattered chrysalis
where none yet
pay homage
how effectively
growth inherent
sufferance
has wooed
temporal
amnesia to its
sheets
in hangnails of home
in falling of bridges