Butterflies Will Be Captured And Killed

“Butterflies will be captured and killed.”
I like pills.
“I have tons of nets to catch them with,”
I really like these kinds of pills.
“We will grill them here, fine dining: plastic spoons,”
I like these pills a lot more than I used to.

“Hand me my gun and I will prepare dinner.”
Drugs are fun.
“I’ll be back soon, please start collecting kindle.”
Drugs are really fun.
“Get enough to last the night; it’s the middle of the winter.”
Drugs are fun to do with other people.

“God is laughing with you, but the angels cry.”
I’m a ghost.
“But they say they like the way you write,”
I’m really a f*****g ghost.
“They want to know if you have ever seen them in the sky.”
I’m a ghost. They come here every night.

“Your mother is extremely disappointed in you, Chloe.”
What?
“Your mother does not like where you are going in life, Chloe.”
F**k.
“Your mother blames herself for certain things that happened in your life and thinks about them every single night.”
Oh.

“But those butterflies will be captured and killed.”
I like pills.
“And with my jaws I will grind them all down raw.”
Drugs are fun.
“They slide down to my stomach where my soul is,”
Well, I’m a ghost.
“To digest them only takes a couple moments…”
Oh.