Her Metamorphosis

Garner the humour.

Pretty laughter rages

endlessly, brazenly

at my bitter expense.

Slavering dogs.

Society swigs from

its wine glasses, drunken

with bigoted zeal.

Yesterday’s favourite.

I’m numb and I’m no-one.

From this pale

moment, I slide.

Blatant backs

turning. Dismiss the

usurper, no longer

welcome. Faded star.

Paint me like

butterflies. All in

a day’s work I’m done

and I’m dusted.

Cocoon me gently.

All that you loved

in me, take and

preserve a while.

Slender worm slinks,

seeks refuge,

blindly seeks out what

she came for.

Back where I

started. Gartered and

innocent. There’s

no place like home.