Awakening

Like a pupa I struggle
from my bed, still wrapped
in the pleonasm and images
of butterfly dreams.
Pinned to the mattress, trapped
by a searing ray of sunlight
poking its nose through the curtains,
I grab the triptych
of the day and pull it open.
Mice nibble at my toes –
I ward them off with a mouldy pillow.
Collecting my senses,
I unfold my drooping wings and follow
the warmth of the sun.

Kim M. Russell, 2017

week-139

My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #139 “January 23rd, 2016”

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