Metamorphosis

Miyuki Tatsuma

A strange creature

pokes its unexpected head

through the cracked shell,

half-complete –

I feel like peeled fruit

stripped

of childish fictions,

awakening

into consciousness

for the first time,

exposed –

What kind of dawn

is heralded by these strange cries?

In the garrulous chaos

of this sad, worn-out world, the

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empties itself

into the mind like

a loaded gun –

constant absorption

impedes

            metamorphosis

Find Miyuki on Instagram: @mitats95