Electromagnetic gigo chips
All bursting up like butterflies
That hatch at once together.
They flutter violently in the leaves
Of palpitating aspen trees
And rise and fall against the tether
Until the swell breaks the tie
And scatters up against the sky
So blue with clouds that dream.
As they sachet across the way
And over another mountain,
Some new horizon waits for all of them.
And, in my soul, a million cells
Regenerate and pop and swell
And float me like those butterflies
Into some new born day.
I gallop, now, into the morn
And laugh at all the clothes I've worn
And dream of this thing so unexplained
And say,
"It's just life."
-jenn
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