There’s a swallowtail at my window. He keeps coming back.

He demands food. He demands water. He demands attention.

I don’t have food. I don’t have water. I don’t have attention.

He calls and calls for me to follow. To help.

But I can’t can’t can’t. I c a n t.

Someone please make the swallowtail leave me alone.

Back to my miserable existence without beauty demanding from me.