macabre

You're almost ready to take flight, so close to sprouting wings
still my adorable pupa, you are now... an adult, aren't you?

Sucking the honey, you who loved the flowers
don't notice when my beak comes at
you blooming all over with fogura and escargot

Dear pupa, show me tainted wings
I felt them flitting... from my stomach

Castdown, suddenly shaken, you're broken apart
your wings tear off
does a snakeskin suit you now?

Spinning, you spin and spun
through a life of the same old same old