The Faerie Queen and Her Many Heartaches
Tamed by no man
Broken by their swords instead
What brave men who think
That which we cannot capture,
We shall destroy.
Do you think me a butterfly?
Pin back my wings and arms and
Mount me behind glass on the wall
Like Christ on the cross.
I told you I trusted you
How foolish I was
To think
To believe
You wouldn’t hurt me
And yet here I hang
Your butterfly pinned
It’s a good thing the glass is so thick
My thin cries would break the heart
You do not have.
poem by Rebecca Kate Summers
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