71 Recent Deviations
Featured: Argynnis pandora
Why are you so nice to me? Everyone else wants to bite my head off, and yet all you do is look at me and smile.
Why is it you don't trample on me like anyone else? I crawled into your house uninvited, not dare asking for shelter, and yet it's like I needn't say a thing.
You still prod me from time to time to see how I would react in fear, and yet you like it when I open up so.
I still picked my own corner hidden away, and yet you don't force me out or somewhere else.
It is nice here though; peaceful, warm, still. Better to die in here then out there I suppose. Would you mourn me if I died?
What am I saying? Of course you would. And yet, at the top of my wings, I wouldn't know why.
Touching ButterfliesThese awful acid hands reach out for what they know they cannot grasp.
They still stretch out desperately hoping.
With fingers stretched out wide the owner starts to cry.
Reaching out for things that she cannot, must not touch.
It's a hard to live with acid hands in a world filled with butterflies.
insensitivity (also, please read description)A caterpillar wraps himself up,
trying to hide,
not to be noticed
so he can focus on finding out who he is
walled up inside that cozy chrysalis
alone with himself.
He feels nervous,
like he's crawling on a leaf that grows
just enough to catch him with each step forward
because each passing second is unpredictable-
but he's exhilarated by it all,
and honored to be nature's canvas for a while,
as tiny of a creature as he is.
And as he reposes,
secure in his cocoon
but changing at such an unnerving pace
for such a fragile little being,
some nosy child spies him
and traps him in a matchbox
"To see what sort of moth will come."
But when he breaks his shell
he slips and stumbles and falls about his prison
And tries to climb to the light
For space to dry his wings.
All his worst fears had emerged
from the dark recesses of his tiny little mind
and come to light more successfully than he was managing to;
the leaf had stopped growing beneath him,
and he had fallen off
into a panic that would des
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