Death and Butterfly Kisses, the Redux

Posted: September 13, 2016 in literature, poetry
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Damn these butterflies,
headlong into traffic,
each other,

and for what?
A morsel of amor,
a glimmer of Elysian Fields

soon made caricature
of the blues,
backbiting themselves

for cliché or an ideal,
failed dramas waged
despite Death tapping

on shoulders, crust-filled
newborn eyes to rheumatoid-laden
grasps, deep-bone sure

these efforts guarantee
a shared litany played in repeat,
a Bourbon Street parade

of Elysian Blues.

by
Rod Carlos Rodriguez

This is a follow up to my original poem, Death and Butterfly Kisses. If you’d like to read it, it’s included in my book, Native Instincts (under my previous pen name, Rod C. Stryker), available here

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