Time races forward towards June.
Soon it will be here,
the worst month of each year
when my Pied Piper
answered a whispered call,
he could or would-
not turn down…
I feel anxiety stretching taut
over me
head to toe
over me
like the five tiny kittens I once saw swaddled in
plastic
and tucked in a deep freeze
sometime after I went to bed…
It is my annual season of depression
when there are endless days I feel
I can’t continue here.
I feel the tears and pain of Mary
when she lost Jesus
well, sort of
I am without doubt not Mary-
and you were not really perfect.
It is not even June and I am in this dark space…
I daydream…
somewhere in the great beyond
you’ll journey by, in that other dimension
on a unicorn, your favored steed-
and chuckle…”come on now Mom
it has been ten years
We are all good here
don’t be sad
you’ll see me soon enough”.
Just now, Romeo calls to me!
come see the mystery revealed
again…
our first Black Swallowtail Butterfly
of the season has
hatched from her cocoon…
Life, on
The sphere on earth,
continues.
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