Yesterday, 02:32 AM
Vitamix
I caught you in a poem .
Made you a Morpho didius.
Your leaving was the soup
pouring from our Vitamix.
I pretended it had been your chrysalis
which meant you'd be fine.
Then I remembered how I knew
the name of that butterfly:
Grandpa Warner brought it home
from a business trip to Brazil.
It's still hanging in their living room,
wings fastened and framed.
I caught you in a poem .
Made you a Morpho didius.
Your leaving was the soup
pouring from our Vitamix.
I pretended it had been your chrysalis
which meant you'd be fine.
Then I remembered how I knew
the name of that butterfly:
Grandpa Warner brought it home
from a business trip to Brazil.
It's still hanging in their living room,
wings fastened and framed.