Resting on a Butterfly

There’s a butterfly caught in my hair

behind my neck, I feel its desperate flutter

I keep my body still

a trap for the blind butterfly

lost in a mindless sea of strings

legs and antennae push against my elastic skin

its abdomen pressing harder and harder

for another push with no results

it moves less and less

until it stops

now we are two entities

waiting

breathing

now I am resting on a butterfly

it allowed me to land on its fragile body

its will against mine

we push each other through the seconds

in an unlikely alliance

there’s a butterfly caught in my hair

I keep myself at peace

in this lonely embrace

this is how you escape the pain

you stop moving

you start feeling

you lean against a sign of life

you let a butterfly support you