Butterfly

She couldn’t get over
Those fucking prairie dogs I
Swear

I said: you looked like Mommy
Until she sat obstinate in the
Puddle, and I said

“All me” at the pavilion
Slid down the hill
I took the pill

Watched from the balcony
Scream your song
Sway one foot to next

Yoga in the back
She picked the acorns from
Every corner, insisting she just

Look
Paper eyes on
Paper fans, when I said

Look, look
Woah
Eyes to heaven, staring back like

Paper fans, when I said,
In the secret path, fluttering
Past, for once stood

Still, blurred like
Film in ignition, blurred like
Stained glass

Rocking back and forth,
I said
Butterfly, baby,

Butterfly

Woah

They gentrified Locust, I guess
Again, lost forever,
Money can buy security but

Never safety
Drugs can sedate but
Never treat

“Why am I always like this
Eventually?
1600 bucks for

Half an apartment
Del Taco is a shell”
You said:

“There’s a fucking Egg restaurant”

Wow
Up and down, look Ma,
No hands

Round and round this
Carousel, palm of my
Hand on her back

I saw you smiling in
Awe and joy
Across the spinning floor, slithering

Bright ink brush strokes across
Thin paper, and
How the moment gleamed impressed

I finally caught my breath like a
Thief, and my first whisper was

Whee

Round for round
Write it all down

Wild pig
Jib jib jib
And how those cows went

Moo