Butterfly wings flutter softly in my veins
the rush of extremity brushing my heart,
the taste of stardust dancing on my tongue.
The sun's rays weave a pattern within my soul.
Slashing, thrashing! My veins burst open to release
another rush of nonchalant extremity,
that decimates every aorta into expulsion
as flavored dust dehydrates my soul.
You'll never rest!