Currents carry me on coastal vapors
exhale me in a boggy breath
away from swallows and salt spray.
Welcome, the gilded plant whispers
in tones of seduction,
a vibration my veined wings answer.
Temptation dances before me,
the sway of a forked leaf, purplish green
waving its nectar scent,
the invitation, a glossy open mouth.
Translucent cells filter light as I enter,
descend the chamber, glide over intoxicants,
my thorax stroked by filaments,
pleasure pushing me deeper.
Limpid windows promise exit,
but lead nowhere. I am not
the first to fall for this trick.
A broth of flies and beetles beckons
as the pool pulls me toward the bottom,
unable to flee, or fathom
how exquisite is my demise.