Sudden Wings- NaPoWriMo day 3

If you had a pair of butterfly wings
(lets not ask ourselves how
or begin to debate
the possibility of such a thing)
but lets say you had a pair
of butterfly wings
which suddenly burst
out from your back
with violent aplomb
and spread themselves out
shaking, wet, and shivering
translucent and captivating
cruelly capturing each
and every single
little diamond fracture of light
would you run to the nearest edge
of some height
and fling yourself away
[to try them out, of course]
or would you be tempted
by fear, by pain, by horror
to reach back and feel
their slippery, smooth texture
to run your hands along
their quivering surface
and rip them out?