death vi.

i am gods most fragile beast
gods most hollow
beast, younger i was filled with moths
million wrestling wings i hated
evidence of their lives, thoughts
hated to watch their commercial

this a beast death
this a moth death-- slow
and confused i thought from how it twitched
and fluttered around in the water
(younger, i trapped it in a plastic fishtank)
after i didnt cry cause
i didnt understand that creature could be lost