he caught the effervescent dance
of a butterflys shadow on the polishedconcrete coffeeshop floor where it
appeared to sliplose its footing careenwildly haphazardly between the round café
tables the hard sharpedged chair legs between oblivious patrons flitting across their shoeleather
strapped sandals laced gymshoes
people
turned with their drink in hand stepping on it but the shadow instantaneouslypainlessly
came up through their feet to playing at their laces buckles flaps
he sighed
he was grateful it couldnt be
smashedgrateful when it alighted on the shelved
brownbagged pounds of beans and casually deliberately stretchedflexed its
wings which paced the beating of his heart
he smiled
at least something else was deliberately taking a pause
he felt a kinship with the lepidoptera
O pterodactyl
he laughed outloud disturbed the table of cackling women beside him whose breathless
conversations were of either a soap opera The Voice Dancing with Stars or some other
bullshit that aired the night before its
drama was their drauma
he disturbed a clutch of
young men at another table who were strugglingnoisy with their Fantasy pro
basketball picks evidently pro football
picks has metastasized they had money
riding on the outcomes
then
the shadow of the white butterfly he
saw it through the plateglass window departed he stoodtook
his off the floor and left disappointed by the tables entertainments which had breathlesslyinsinuated itself into their
lives necessary perhaps required had become a living
thing
which was the parasite
Reggaefriday, 18 11.
05
1515, 2sday,
21 11. 23
Reznor & Ross Eventually We Find Our Way https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l6i2qpf8LhQ
