Poem: Alteration

 

Alteration

 

mourning cloak

on morn's gravel,

 

royal of lithe light,

indispensable

moth

 

the pebbles below you now precious,

perch for the supernal,

 

no other moment

of my long, grey life

 

to be touched by 

such inexpressible wings,

 

rich purple 

aureate depth,

no,

 

none of me,

beyond this lucky token,

 

ever to measure

such life.

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