Sonnet of The Insect
written by: Daniel Haskin
Can true love be learned
By the way a bug whispers
Spilling inside an ear like a worm
Singing its insomnia into the world
Words of love born of pain
Blooming from a slender neck
Dismembered like dark flowers
That open in unwritten books
It untangles from its own skin
The insect of nameless joy
And sacrifices to the beloved
Unfurling wings awakening
Transfiguration in a seizure of bliss
Even the beauty of death is love
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