Butterflies on Butterflies

Breathing fire in my eyes.

Foxes in a basket.

Makes me quite stealthy.

To the sound of an axe

Beating

To the Beat of a drum

Catch these Butterflies

On my tongue.

Butterflies on Butterflies

This forrest burns

Around me.

My foxes and I

Remain untouched

For we are too sly

Won’t tell you the whole story

But you'll never see us

Lie.

Hold these butterflies

In my mouth.

Butterflies on Butterflies

Can’t speak

Lump in my throat

The foxes speak for me.

I Can’t Speak

To You

Feel these Butterflies

In my esophagus.

Butterflies on Butterflies

Breathing fire inside

Making my blood boil

Making my skin turn red

My words fumble

My knees crumble

My mind breaks

My spirit quakes

The foxes leave me

In the open

I’m, All, Alone,

In the flames

Alone in this fiery

Place

I try to murder

The red on my

Face

Absolutely

Overwhelmed by these Butterflies

Deep in my

stomach.