Da (sign, message)

A black butterfly with a yellow stripe the

whole of its wingspan, zig zaggy because

of the corrugating of the ribs of the wings,

fluttered fifteen feet above the street as if

pausing to look down on the scene, holding

it’s own in the air current, in one spot above.

Was it a messenger? 

Might as well could have been.

(Just then, a flash of metallic gold, the sun 

reflected off of gold metal, and simultaneously 

a low boom in the background.)