wings of steel

uproar in the meadows
sparks fly
a rosebush is 'de'flowered
as the hordes move in
beautiful death...
surrounds me
glints of cold steel
razor edges tipped with
blood - mine
I crumple to
the green grass
bleeding
as the steel winged
butterflies
flit around
murderously...

inspired by the smashing pumpkins song bullet with butterfly wings

snippets

dusk descends
shadows spread like inkblots
under my coffee table

long journey home
my car curls up in the drive
- a tired puppy

washing up after a party
little smileys of lipstick
on the coffee mugs