#Micropoetry Monday: Chrysalis

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He was a poet,
she was a painter,
& together,
they imitated the world.

When he was a child, he spoke as a child;
when he became a man,
he put away childish things,
but not childhood dreams.

Natural beauty
of creative destruction—
a Force awakened.

She wanted equality,
& as she became more,
he became less,
for she no longer needed him.

She did not eat,
for she wanted to lose some of herself,
only to end up losing her whole self.

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