A friendly butterfly
fluttered by
in the summer breeze,
landed on a leaf
beside me on the path,
and proceeded
to slowly spread wide each wing
like a peacock strutting during a private show
to reveal its black and sharp blue beauty.
I did what any reasonable man
wandering through the woods would:
stood and stared in awe
before whispering a prayer of appreciation
for the magical nature of this blessed existence.
Later on, some beast of the bank
stuck a finger in my eye
while sucking several notes
straight from my soul
It all balances out in this world.
A pound of flesh for the frenzied feast
and a wink to the stars come the save.’
