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High in the trees
After subterranean slumber
Your song exalts
Summer heat

I found you
By the path
Underfoot
Alone

Damp flesh
From exertion
I reached,
Pushed dust
Before you
Touched your cellophane wing

Alien life
Black body
Abandoned cigar butt
Hammerhead Eyes
Clear cape
Black ribbing

You climbed -
Tip, knuckle
Back of hand
Lunar landscape
Tentative
High stepping

Soft hairs
Sawgrass feet
Scrape, slide
Fall to earth

9/19/03 14:00, edits 9/19/03 18:40 – 19:50
Edits a combination of mine and input from Roberta Woods, particularly addition of second line about pupal stage and line about body like a cigar butt
- An earlier version than the one posted on February 15.

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