
From sea Wall,
I
~fly~
away home
–word bound—
(tongue-tied)
a Lady
bugged
(hands tied)
as flying
beetles so often are…
a moth
bee-lining
an LCD
glow
that incinerates
(ebb tide)
soothing without saturation
I skitter…
pragmatically eating worms
(caterpillars)
seeding butterflies…
©Karen Robiscoe
March 9, 2015 





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