"Cocoon"

 

"Cocoon"

 

This world is enormous.

Gave my best effort

hoping these legs would

help me better explore

but I suppose I need more

and everything is the floor

and I couldn't dare implore

that I receive some assistance.

The levied resistance and aversion

I have witnessed is consistent

with the cruelest form of perversion

one should never have to see.

 

They are afraid of me

 

though I appear to frighten adults

more than children, I assume.

Gone too soon

for my attempt to share room

here on this sidewalk

where one might walk during Spring.

 

Heard that I was this....wretched thing

with the audacity

to land from trees

onto one's hat

or hair

or shoulder

until forcefully flung like a boulder

to the hot ground.

 

Found that very few survive there.

 

If that ride through the air won't do,

our fate is sealed beneath the shoe

or boot

or sandal.

Whichever their visual senses can handle

for more than a second or two.

Savage Vandals

smearing my innards across the pavement

as if to gain a bit of pleasure

but I'm given to believe

that my beauty is somehow

more than those who fear me

could ever adhere to

or even measure.

 

I am the treasure time cherished the most

with patterned wings

emerging from tattered things

I chose to fashion whilst I hide away.

Saw children scream or cry

those days

but now I rest atop the finger.

If cynicism had a say,

my symbolism would be the dead ringer

for everything wrong with

the waiting game.

Once shoved me off

without a thought about

from whence I came.

Now, however

my perceived fame

is that of a symbol of blissful tranquility.

 

They embrace these bright,

intricately patterned wings with love

but find no reason to remember me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Devin Joseph Metz

8.19.20