A Beautiful Disaster Poem by Patrick Kemspke
A Beautiful Disaster
Butterflies float
On the barrel of a gun,
The cold steel glimmers
In the rays of the sun.
They open and they close -
Those butterfly wings!
They subtly remind me
Of a young child's wink.
Staring down the barrel
Of a weather-worn shotgun.
Whose double black, empty eyes,
Die to be undone.
Suddenly commotion,
The wings are winking faster,
One metallic click,
A beautiful disaster.
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