Zero Flutter

You are a splendid
butterfly a child has caught
and put stones
on both its wings
on the walkway
in weirdness
behind the house
and now he comes
to get his mother
from the kitchen,
tugs on her leg
to come see
this first book
he has made,
how it opens
to be read
how you splay
winking iridescence
with your left stone
and your right stone
Look at You
you're balanced
as a savior
you horrify me
you make me laugh
pinned to the earth.