Imported Poems

"set me free!"
"set me free!"
begs the buttefly
i vacuum around my coffee table and pretend not to
hear
i am busy caring for my plants
curling my hair drying
my nails making my
house pretty and the butterfly is so
f*cking pretty
it is prettier than me
it will make me pretty
how can i let it go?
i wear it in my brooch when it
dies.
i tell of its glory with
my decrepit gray voice.