Caterpillar dayBreaking from my chrysalisI'm not feeling anything like a butterfly.Eyelids tinged with morning coldMy covers crack and I bleed outOn the floorBut the wings just don'tTurn out right these daysI flutter and trip around andWalk outside.Walls of brick greet meIt's just so coldAnd the grisly skies are thick as smokeMy back is hurting, andI'm not feeling anything like a butterfly.My bones meltin all the wrong placesWeak. I want to crawl back into my cocoonI think I'mContent to be a fat caterpillarfor now or foreverIt's just one of those days.
That book is really so impressive
Love it!