Of The Leper Butterflies

Oh, why?
Oh, why the butterfly of man?

Oh, why?
Oh, why precious beauty?
With eyes that speak tongues
Foresight and memory, maelstrom wormholes
Behind, the vast passion
A wish is made upon a nebula
From the leper’s kiss
Conjuring ordered chaos
Kaleidoscope in motion
Adorned a porcelain mask
O’er the enigma
Pierrot of te garden
Where light parts way
The leper has come home

I, leper
Why, why?
I, leper
Why?