Sunday, August 30, 2009

butterfly store

she could pick any butterfly
she wanted
from the butterfly store.
there were pretty ones,
there were gaudy ones,
there were some of the most beautiful ones you could ever see.
there were those that looked intelligent,
those that looked dull,
those that just liked to flit about,
there were some that remained so still they looked like paper cutouts
from this wide array she chose the one
that was in disguise

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