NAPATSORN TREESAP

I killed a butterfly not just once 

                    But twice

I burned a Lady Banks’ Rose when the clock strikes 

                    Thrice

I left my landlord at midnight and that is

                     A prize 

I went to the lake and received the angel’s

                     An advice

I crossed the bridge to catch the last train

                       Tonight 

I wished for a moment to catch it before

                        Daylight 

I stumbled over the corpse and saw that

                       She’s a bride 

I mourned over and over and sang her 

                       A lullaby 

I gave her lily and then started to roll 

                       The dice

I guessed I was fated to face

                        Her eyes 

I walked pass by and left the last word

                         Goodbye 

I missed the train, I missed my last chance 

                And now I’m ready to die 

I drank my signs and froze the time just

                    To think its still mine

I ain’t let the butterfly came out of my mouth 

                   As the time passed by

I chocked on the blood from the endless pain 

                   I won’t deny 

I suffered and beautified its beauty

                  With the question “Why?”

I reconciled my distress with immortality

                  I notified

I let the cold winter come and get 

                 A frostbite 

I know— I know 

When a million times the wind passed by

My corpse’s still facing the moonlight

© 2022 Napatsorn Treesap