A Butterfly's Revenge

A Butterfly’s Revenge

she weaves her way

through the overflowing

corridors, where

the walls are green and

sharp like spears

her feet make her

graceful, moving by

thousands, but no

one sees

no one hears the

sounds

except for you

who walk by

her side

vowing never to leave

but never and forever

are different things

she comes to see

you mean

she shares a smile

and with shimmering

eyes she notices

everything

like her friends, over there,

and so she joins

them, playing on

the swings

but then she sees

you, lovely and

wise, and

she crawls over to

say “hello”

you say, “hi,”

but then walk by

to the others, and

leave her feeling low

and you know this

has happened before,

she then realizes it, too

but who else could

she talk with? under

a big blue sky, there

ought to be more

things to do

she weaves back through

the green speared halls,

and feeling soil for

the last time,

she climbs a tree,

and sad, you wouldn’t see, but

her tears begin to fall

they envelope her, warm

and clear, winding around

without stop

she’s scared now, but

wonders how it is

she hasn’t dropped

entombed in sadness,

the sweet thing cries,

but soon begins to cease

she realizes now that

you’re not here, there’s

no one to impress or please

it’s finally safe to

crawl out of her

tears, and with wings

she breaks herself

into the open

a little bird once told

me that leaving is the

best revenge

and isn’t it true? now

you have no one else’s

hopes to take out

you’ll never

see her again,

she’s blissful, and she can

fly and float

do you wish this hadn’t

happened? that she had

stayed upon your

ground? she’s sorry, but

she’s a butterfly

she’s gone

            free, and

you’ll never bring her down