Monarch

MONARCH

Patient primping queen

regal citrine

black-veined soft thing

flicker on a milkweed gate.

Lost on its journey miles

deep forest cries

no home to fly

sun fingers suffocate.

What do you know lovely

banter with honeybees

signals in trees

gilded small weight.

Leaves live no more

caressed in arms sore

subsistence a chore

leave it be--it's too late.

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