In a different place
Residue that can’t be erased
Weighs on the white wings
That would free her distracted soul
Decisions based on a world
That changed, but never published
New rules of governance
On the thoughts from one night
That one of us can’t remember
Though close enough to touch
Eternally far from understanding
Kettle once whistled with abandon
Engine now idles in emotional silence
Eyes alight on everything but me
Guilty with the right intention
Once denied, always tried,
To a decision of unanimous inaction
The butterfly closes her eyes
And listens to the waves
That crash on her deserted island
