The Moth

she is pale like

moonlight,

like a white moth

fluttering in the night.

a fragile thing,

with broken wing,

as thin and torn as

frayed tissue paper.

(but inside her, I sense

a darkness,

a deepness,

a scarlet-crimson stain

from an unstitchable wound,

that bleeds.)

2023

131209 (thanks Daniel :P)