Butterflies Scream

tell me when to stop, then where the butterflies scream and no one hears, beautiful sounds from some other world playing endlessly but not for me, not here the curious crowd gathered around silently, as if not to make a sound or disturb her. as she lay there in a juxtaposed way almost smiling it seemed if you tilted your head just right this was in the middle of downtown for crying out loud! and there she lay in full attire, with her purse right by her side like a trusted four legged friend, and nobody uttered a word as they stared, just stared and then one by one, began to walk away as quietly as they came...