Nothing has been broken
        	though one of the links of the chain
is a blue butterfly

Here he was attacked
          	They smiled as they came and retired
baffled with blue dust

The banks so familiar with metal
they made for the wings
The thick vault fluttered

The pretty girls advanced
	their fingers cupped
They bled from the mouth as though struck

The jury asked for pity
	and touched and were electrocuted
by the blue antennae

A thrust at any link
	might have brought him down
but each of you aimed at the blue butterfly