"What I Heard"
Butterflies sail high in the sky,
Then they wander off to die.
Millions of bubbles float in the air to go nowhere.
They fly from outer space to get to a different place.
Reflect the sun's shadow onto a ground below.
Heard I was online but I didn't believe it.
I write the trash and got busted for slinging hash.
I'm swinging in the shower.
I get more power by the hour.
Sometimes I feel bitter and sour.
Towards you a mere flower.
My poetry sucked.
I quit writing and joined the library.
Its easier than joining the army.
Listening to your music's call.
Which is better than doing nothing at all.
E-mail me or call at 914-634-0824.
Love you sadly and quite madly.
By Jonathan Billet
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