the condom I left in the trashcan
[to punish myself]
was an elephant by this morning
and it stepped on my face
afterwards
[nose bleeding and teeth chattering]
I crept into glorious sunlight
as butterflies exit a dank cocoon
self-loathing and mind-numbing apathy
[old familiar friends]
escorted my shaky passage
through the pastel breeze of spring
like a forgotten war veteran
[shell-shocked and shamed]
I marveled at misery
and longed for the past
in flawed metamorphosis
[flawed logic, flawed lust]
I lost my means of flight
when they tore as I escaped