The Gospel According to the Blue Caterpillar

The Gospel According to the Blue Caterpillar

 

Lord Praise and Heed the Word

of the blue-hued Worm:

It of the unassuming pose

smoking a narghile

on the bright red, white pois,

Amanita Muscaria

Anywhere in any time zone
in the Six known continents

plus a few Submerged ones

and their attending

Ghost Cartographies

 

Ones that have been known to morph

from the crushing weight

of the mazapegul, the sheep-killing sprite

that lays upon your chest

in your sleepless night

inoculating its venom of anxiety

 

and surprisingly begets

the somewhat jocular

feathery light Phoenix

who burns, dies and is reborn

bent on wreaking havoc

by digging up

and disturbing dragon teeth

scattered about

to mark the limits

and foundation

of cities of sorrow

progenitors of Nations

 

which then again, beget

Unicorn, the Brave

plotting the rescue

of the Narwal horn

from the Wunderkammer

so as to unchain Wonder

from its Museum case

and release it into the Wild

to flock with flamingos

and swarm with the bees

 

as the alphabet of humans

lies in distress

and the ridiculous species

that thought itself at the helm

is tied by paralysis

of heart, mind and limb.

 

Pina Piccolo 3 March, 2023

 

Cover image: Authoe: © Jonathan Barry / Mary Evans Picture Library | Courtesy of : © Jonathan Barry / Mary Evans Picture Library – www.agefotostock.com

Copyright: © © Jonathan Barry / Mary Evans Picture Library

 

 

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