Apollo

“Apollo”

To Me, U R The Mythological Goddess Apollo.

The Soul People Watch U Perform With Ur Spirituality.

They Know U R An Electric Soul Sister Named Dudette.

Every Soul Man Loves His Dudette.

I Am 1 Of Many Such Men.

Only U Can Absolve Me Of My Sins.

Are They Forgiven And Forgotten?

U Kill Me With Ur Love!

By Jonathan Billet 11/17/12

Fading Away With My Words

"Fading Away With My Words"

I am awoken.

Are you tired or am I wired?

Hired or fired?

First or last?

Fast or slow?

Can u tell?

Did you know?

Stop the stall.

Start the show.

As long as the snow can flow.

It will let out a jolly glow.

Let it show.

Blow out the candles.

Hang onto your bicycle handles.

The fire hoses don't work.

Cause the Standells stole my sandals.

Is it night's daylight?

Or isn't anything right?

Wrong or left?

Like a dying man's sealed fate?

A Platters song?

Your namesake, Andy Plate?

Where r u skippin' off to now?

Probably some foreign galaxy.

Chanting a Hare Krishna song.

Muttering oaths under your tongue.

Sitting near a street light under a setting sun.

Max plays the organ all night.

Washington smoked cherry pipe tobacco.

Painted the face and beard.

Mighty weird.

A squirrel smoked roasted nuts.

Through a hookah pipe.

The hippies went to Woodstock.

Then they went to the S.H.S.

Listening to Little Queenie music.

In a mystical stupor.

By Jonathan Billet
        

Hair Between The Air

"Hair Between The Air"

Molecules For Follicles.

God Never Repeats.

Psychological Bombs Aren't Good.

No Need To Worry.

No Hurry!

Let The Day Last Into The Night.

I'm Waiting For The Mentalist To Blow Up The Television Set.

The End Of Another Episode Of Mine.

By Jonathan Billet 11/13/12

The Old Town's Square

"The Old Town's Square"



John Michael and Tommy, the two brothers, were to be hung in the town's square, by their feet.

The younger brother and the eldest brother.

A born again Christian - and a born again Jew.

Something old and something new.

There were a few of these two.

One hid under the bed.

The other one looked under the bed for hidden ghouls and Jews.

Talk news on a clock radio's point of view.

Barack won and the hurricane's done.

Moderate confusion - utter despair.

Say hurrah for lower - middle class America.

There's a victory in the air.

Los rumores de mi muerte presiente Fidel estan vivido.

If you really swear, hope to live and pray to pie.

I am demonically controlled, so the story is told.

Jewish baby, why do you let the Haitians stay -

as the poorest country in the hemisphere?

They one of the few nations that welcomed Jewish people

that were fleeing Hitler.

How can the world allow a German town to outlaw

circumcisions for Jewish babies, when that was the

first step towards Nazism?

Go talk to the Dutch West Indies Company.

Viva Haiti!

By J. Billet's

Shore

"Shore"


Whoever do dat to me ain't dat fair.

The tube-box is still blown.

I can't cut no rhyme bout' Nothin'.

In Cyberspace, there ain't no race in da space for the place.

Dey got no dace for it anyways.

They got a generator hooked up to the sink with a foldable rusted tool that acts like a heart.

Spinning revolutionary jungle virus.

Fungus on the brain.

Fuxin' insane.

Fucked in a Faulkner Airplane.

What Were Those Words You Said?

I GOT PLENTY OF WIRES BUT NO PLYERS.

STAY THERE AND WATCH ME DRAG ON FIRES.


FROM FAULKNER FLYERS.---

love little juanita
  

More Writing

"More Writing"



Let the tears fall where they may from the heavens.

God laughs when it's time to cry.

Not God's business or fault.

How can God listen to something that can't be heard?

Listen to something that's not spoken.

Read something that was never wrote?

How in Bob's name can something break, that's already been broken?

Talked about that has already been spoken?

How can something be killed that's already dead.

Go ask a survivor of the human race.

These questions are only meant for God's answers and knowledge.

In a universe of kindergartens’ colleges.

Make no mistake about it.

It's no mistake.

Only some misplaced accident.

R.S.V.P. - Look At Mankind With His Head Stuck In The Sand.

By Jonathan Billet November 5, 2012
        

Hollowvine

"Hollowvine"

Did You Go To A Party? 

I Did.

Starbucks Was Closed Because Of The Hurricane.

There Were Only Witches, Warlocks, Ghouls, Ghosts And One Werewolf Named Clyde.

A Brother Of Nicky's Who's An Old Family Friend Of Mine.

Frank Stein, The Rabbi's Son, Attended.

The Count And His Band Were There.

The Bats Were In The Belfry.

Wolf bane Made The Floor Slippery.

There Was A Big Black Cat Named Samantha Stone.

Named After Its Master, Miss Deviltry.

Cobwebs Were Everywhere And We Sat Down In A Square.

Pulled Out A Devil's Board And Began To Curse An Unholy Chant.

Plucked The Feathers Out Of A Goose.

Then We Ate And Fornicated Behind The Coffee Bar.

Threw The Whole Mess Up.

By Jonathan Billet 11/01/12

Day After Hurricane Sandy Hit N.Y.C.