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Here Come Butterflies

by Mark D Price

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From 'The Re-Union'. Inspired in part by:

''If Nature denies eternity to beings [then] it follows that their destruction is one of her laws. Now, once we observe that destruction is so useful to her that she absolutely cannot dispense with it. from this moment onward the idea of annihilation which we attach to death ceases to be real. What we call the end of the living animal is no longer a true finish, but a simple transformation, a transmutation of matter. According to these irrefutable principles, death is hence no more than a change of form, an imperceptible passage from one existence into another...'' De Sade.

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Old man staring at the sea
Memory roaring at the waves
Teenagers come screaming up the beach
Trailing kites of naked energy.
He thinks about the passions of his youth
And his smile grows numb with contentment
Tongue counts through his teeth and hopes and dreams
Most of them still real
And they hardly ever hurt
Here come butterflies!
Blinking their disposable bodies in the salt blue skies of Spring
Daring Infinity to break them
Daring the Summer to be kind
Daring Autumn to draw the line
On Winter's first snowflake
Delicate and short-lived as Death
Laying a million eggs beneath our very eyes.

Old man kicking at the sand
Making patterns from sixty trillion accidents
Nothing really leaves this churning world
Even the worst of us are good enough to eat.
He wonders how his dead are doing now
How they roll together, or feel anything at all
About how we tore each other up like birthday wrapping paper
Or ripped ourselves off - just to see how things might heal.
Here come butterflies!
Mad as baby bats with rainbow swastika tattoos.
Preaching pure hatred for black and white alike
Perfect cunts of re-birth and re-death
Praying to the sun to blink and kill us all
So we can be re-formed
And re-aborted
Again and again and again and again
Here come butterflies!
Here come butterflies!
Rejoice
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released March 1, 2020
Words and Music by Mark D Price. Mixed and fixed by Simon Mayo of Under.

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