✦ Metamorphosed

Shrugged off flesh, like a snake

shredding its skin

Ground below me slurping my spirit

discarding weary bones

Bubbling tap water, ringing door bell

coerce an uneasy disequilibrium

Body metamorphosed into a cocoon,

sprouting wings emerging from behind

Symbiotic, with essence of Nature

I murmur fly high, fly, fly

In no time you will be cocoon again

Live through the pain again.

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