Dragonfly
You look so mean
Ten days of flooding
To come out clean
We're supposed to follow you
Into the light
When you're stuck in a corner
Holding court with your single-file mind
Testify
To the eight-sided star
If it makes you feel whole again
Before it tears you apart
It must be some kind of tragedy
To fall apart like you do
When a stiff breeze from anywhere
Will mesmerize and redirect you
It must be some kind of tragedy