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Solo Flight

Solo Flight

a black butterfly

invited itself in

and looked around

the room

at everything

pausing here and there

it seemed to like the maze

the best

lingering in the lines

wondering which way to go

next

but butterflies don’t live long enough

for mazes

and knowing this full well

it abruptly aborted the game

and headed out

where the gardenias

grow

TL

Published inPoetry