Metamorphosis

wrapped in a prison of silk

and irony

i melted

into the cosmos where the nothing goes.

there was no sound or reason

in the deepest darkness of

empty space

dissolving.

time had no meaning simply

twists and warps with unknowing

passage and

purpose.

and then the faintest light appeared

through milky lens

distorted

pulling the pieces of me towards

symmetry

and an eager rush to feel

the sunlight and fly,

just fly.