Butterfly Ripples

So Remind Her

So remind her

while she looks out the window

glazed eyes

vacant face

red string in hands

fiddling.

So inform her

while she plucks the strings

of the cello

in a disorganised harmony

that somehow

fits together.

So alert her

while she touches the flowers

and their vibrant colours

seem to make her face

dull in

comparison.

So notify her

while she stares at the cold stars

that twinkle

with a distant light

that never reaches

earth.

So instruct her

that she is not the same

that she stands out

not in a good way

but she will turn away

for she cannot

hear you.