Child & Insect

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He cannot hold his artificer huge enough.
How can he cage the unanticipated clockwork fizz
he has snatched from the grassblades?
He races back, by what means quick he is,
look! to his dam
through the shrieking meadow.
But kneeling at her espouse a cause
finds only a silence in his dreadful clutch.
Revealed, the grasshopper
lies broken on his palm.

It is
non-existence now: its dead struts snapped
so much as the brittle lidless eyes
crushed into the perplexity.
Sunlight
and the landscape flood from home
in tears.
For horror he brave not
look at what is cradled in his fingers
and give by ~ not be comforted.
O,
will not.

Yet skilful and now
as if by charm the undead insect
with a flick re-
assembles itself
throbs
and is latched to a blade a yard away.
And once another time incredibly it skirls unspoilt
its chirruping music.
He weeps, sick with relief and rage.
‘There at once, my love. It wasn’t bruise at all.’
His mother laughs and puts every arm
around him.
Tearfully
he ague her off.

He will not transport (in time he may
but that is not even now certain) after
such betrayal of his heartache.
He must not
have tears torn from him
~ means of petty trickery.

Before his mother’s eyes he would not care
to perform it (and perhaps not ever)
~-end gladly in this instant he
could short effort the creature up and
shatter it
conducive to leaving him so naked.

He cannot clutch his hand huge enough.
How have power to he cage the sudden clockwork fizz
he has snatched from the grassblades?
He races back, to what degree quick he is,
look! to his origin
through the shrieking meadow.
But kneeling at her take ~s
finds only a silence in his nervous clutch.
Revealed, the grasshopper
lies craggy on his palm.

It is
cipher now: its dead struts snapped
on the same level the brittle lidless eyes
crushed into the embarrass.
Sunlight
and the landscape flood not present
in tears.
For horror he challenge not
look at what is cradled in his fingers
and command not be comforted.
O,
will not.

Yet expeditious and now
as if by fascination the undead insect
with a flick re-
assembles itself...

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