Whilst the butterflies dance

In a Gothic theme park, we sat for a while. Drinking whisky from the bottle, eating jellied-eel from the stream. Tongue tied and hazy, I started to dream. Unimpressed and eccentric, she ate from the stream. Then a butterfly passed, and she let out a gasp, and I could no longer tell, if my dream stood a chance.

In a Gothic theme park, we sat for a while. She watched butterflies dance, whilst I played Russian roulette with my heart. I loaded the gun, wrapped my finger around the trigger, took a deep breath, and left it all to chance. ‘Kiss me,’ I shouted. Oh how she laughed. Playing Russian roulette with my heart, whilst the butterflies dance.

In a Gothic theme park, we sat for a while. Drinking whisky from the bottle, waiting for my chance. But she has left me now, in this gothic theme park. Wishing we could start afresh, take back all I asked. Nothing ventured nothing gained but oh the pain. Playing Russian roulette with my heart, whilst the butterflies dance.

Comments

[Eisor]

Just... lovely

[Transitioning Sophist]

Wow . . .

[maggie]

this one's climbing to my favorite list. :)

[An Unreliable Witness]

This post is perfection
Of that there's no doubt,
Your words speak of quiet
As much as they shout.
Under cover of night
I have sat in a park,
Where I talked to a goth
So the mood was quite dark.
She asked me a question
To which I had no reply,
We'd drunk too much snakebite
And I started to cry.
Mascara was running
And that was just mine,
So the next time I see her
We'll stick to cheap wine.

[andre]

oh Mr Unreliable
your words are quite divine

[andre]

though not as good as mine

[obviously]

[anxious]

Yet another wonderful post
This is becoming a bit of a habit, Andre!

[furtive]

*licks andre*

[Rachel]

wow..... beatiful..... i think i'll print this off and put it somewhere!

[la fille]

Gorgeous imagery, my dear.

[Rachel]

wow it let me comment!!!!! weeeeeeee
im back!!!

[BOSSY]

Russian Roulette of the heart is a very bad thing
and more so compared to the butterfly's wing
In theme parks quite Gothic - Bossy says, "Find another!"
When love's unrequited then why should you bother.

[jem]

I just discovered you this week. And I'm rapidly growing to like you a lot. This piece is great. Its the repetition that builds to perfection for me. And the careless melancholy tone sits well within your words.

[Robin B]

Russian roulette of the heart you say?
but my antiquity sees it a different way
though it's in your heart that you feel the pain
the deadly games that you play are with your brain

[Kris]

Mm. Just loveliness. As is everything you write [of which I've read a bunch.]

Haven't commented until now because I haven't really got much to say, other than how very wonderful your writing is [and you are.]

[Farty]

Chicks love butterflies. You never stood a chance against them.

[her]

Butterfly past. Hmmmm. Butterfly passed.Hmmm.

Phwooar tho'.

[guyana-gyal]

Hello Andre, I see you were away, I was too. But I was not playing Russian roulette with my heart, it's been a good time for me. I hope it was for you too, and the Russian roulette is now a dream. xx

[Jean]

Taking a chance, risking pain again. Who cannot relate?

Beautiful comments, also.
Bravo to all.

[elizabeth]

beautiful. as is your site design.

[elspeth]

Long time no see, I got lost in wonderland, your writing is dreamworthy. Very vivid.

[Annie]

Two caterpillars sitting on a leaf.
A butterfly flutters past them overhead.
One caterpillar turns to the other and says, "You'd never get me up in one of those".

Great post Andre.

[andre]

Annie: even though we have no wings, we must all still try to fly whenever we can.

That includes caterpillars.

[kori (sometimes tigerlogic)]

somedays I sit on benches
smoking cheap cigarettes
watching people smile and frown at each other
the smoke curls around me
making my inner thoughts so much heavier than theirs
I wish I could put them into words
and poetry would spill out of my mouth
the smoke would catch my poem and
save it from every hitting the ground

perhaps if I sat by a poet like you.
perhaps then my words would fly.
I'm sorry the girl didn't know who she was sitting by

[andre]

I am not a poet.

I am a fool!

[kori (sometimes tigerlogic)]

most are both, andre

[Seth]

Wow - that was deep.

I'd love to see pictures of a gothic theme park. I bet that would look cool.

[FaTRiX]

You`re so fuck wonderfull!!!
I wish I could transformed the deepest feeling in words too.

[FaTRiX]

You`re so fucking wonderfull!!!
I wish I could transformed the deepest feeling in words too.

[Bubbles de Vere (in the bathtub)]

God, that's so beautiful - I've just cut
off my ear...............

[Sleeping with the light off]

This is beautiful.
A few days ago I felt the same way. Wanting, needing to cup my hands over my mouth to stop my heart from exploding through it. But it didn't work and somehow I dodged the bullet.

Andre, I have just discovered your page and I am completely captivated. your amazing!

[Denise]

Beautiful. I have been going through this kind of emotion and I am glad I found your site today and this truth piece of art.

[kristen]

i've always wanted to be a butterfly. I love the way that they dance.