Cocoon

in a box wrapped
tight with expectations
reiterations
of still darkness
(and then I opened
another window)

street gray-misting
scarlet-tipped trees
all neighbors
behind these fences
(and then I opened
another window)

to cloud-strewn
only-sky blue
(and then I opened)

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14 thoughts on “Cocoon

    1. Ha, yeah. It took me a second read to realize you meant a computer window, not a glass one. And by then it was too late.

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  1. This is something I have felt – opening different windows until you see something that makes you feel better/more complete. I also love the title, with the connotation of a butterfly deciding to come out only when the world looked nice enough.

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