She's seen depravity at its finest
A marble in her black eye
Crystal vision misted by depression's heat
Glazed by fear's icy breath
She's been linked by regression
By the sole's of a thorny container
A God of Calamity; ensnared by water
Fragility a kryptonite unlike any other
The womb of four walls:
Flexible as it runs
Strong as it cuts
Healing as it protects
Omnipresent as it dissipates
Yet it is jaded as it grows
Defiled by wasps around her
Bees suckle on her purple skin
Stealing chunks as they go
Her green jeweled home carving a path to find its way back
Leaves shove her down
Twigs trample toes
Wind whisks away her sustenance
Dragonflies dump wastes on her
Mosquitoes nibble away her thoughts
Until tree sap lends a hand
Gives sweetness in a jar
It hovers as guardian
Dines as family
Watches as friend
Her yellow limbs, disaster bringers
Slow to a pace of buzzing flies
Her stomach enlargens to a bison's size
Her dozen red feet creep to her final resting place
She spits diamonds as her breath wanes
With the sun
Her home is her grave
A stretched purple body coils like silk
She shrinks; a boulder body crushed to grape size
Less than bird chow
Obsidean gazes back at bullies
Before metamorphosis clouds her perception
Fragility, her kryptonite unlike any other
Her crystal peels apart
Her heart beats new
Her oranges, pinks, and violets glimmer
Her antennas sharper than roses
Slim body prickling with change, stems
Shaping the wind against her wings
Calamity dissected her
Bullies broke her
Depression and fear weathered her down
Tree sap: her only friend, glued her back
Gave her earth's hand to soar above
Treated her with drops of her own blood
No longer a dirt caterpillar
She is a flower butterfly
Two halfs of a whole
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