Ugly are your wings so drab and dark
Softly bending against rippled bark
Golden borders with spots of blue
Dreary patterns of somber hue
Mourningcloak you are a fraud
A butterfly severely flawed
Unbeautiful as your name implies
The ugliest of all butterflies
Mental illness makes for fragile wings
Always falling short of better things
A dolorous sight of stark despair
And restless flights that go nowhere
Strange specimen caught in a net
To choose to live is to forget
That life will end but death won’t come
In the killing jar you just go numb
Through rounded glass will life transform
And taste so sweet of chloroform
A soothing bane breathed in real deep
Faint distractions drift fast asleep
Isolation keeps you who you are
Death is endless in the killing jar
Wings held outstretched on the spreading board
Pass deathless moments where time’s ignored
Pins pierce the body and puncture through
To hold you here but you’re not you
Pinned and labeled put on display
Pressed in a box and forced to stay
Immortalized in a private case
In solitude to hang in place
Repulsive feckless Mourningcloak
Now the symbol of life’s cruelest joke
Jun 26, 2013
Jun 26, 2013 at 6:49 PM UTC
Ugly are your wings so drab and dark
Softly bending against rippled bark
Golden borders with spots of blue
Dreary patterns of somber hue
Mourningcloak you are a fraud
A butterfly severely flawed
Unbeautiful as your name implies
The ugliest of all butterflies
Mental illness makes for fragile wings
Always falling short of better things
A dolorous sight of stark despair
And restless flights that go nowhere
Strange specimen caught in a net
To choose to live is to forget
That life will end but death won’t come
In the killing jar you just go numb
Through rounded glass will life transform
And taste so sweet of chloroform
A soothing bane breathed in real deep
Faint distractions drift fast asleep
Isolation keeps you who you are
Death is endless in the killing jar
Wings held outstretched on the spreading board
Pass deathless moments where time’s ignored
Pins pierce the body and puncture through
To hold you here but you’re not you
Pinned and labeled put on display
Pressed in a box and forced to stay
Immortalized in a private case
In solitude to hang in place
Repulsive feckless Mourningcloak
Now the symbol of life’s cruelest joke
