my monarch friend
this intricately gentle
winged memory.
no longer do i want it
fluttering about
interrupting my wholeness.
i tear apart the wings
so never again can he fly
into my days
reminding me of his
penetrating existence.
one by one i rip
tearfully gazing
at his colorful details
shredding completely.
goodbye my monarch love
i've said it before.
but this time it's different.
you can have my heart no longer
though you never knew
it belonged to you.
i will miss you to be sure
for you were my first.
but i belong
somewhere i feel free.
goodbye my love.
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