Sure the B’s are Free
they overfly & pee on me
they drop B bombs on me
they spout winged philosophy on me
they fan me with wee wings
they gossip ‘bout dead loved-ones
they sup-up polluted air so fair
they spawn 1002 schmaltzy movies
they inspire saintly Brit writers to spout quotable things
they collide with jetliner
causing them to crash land on me
i B-fly die
& dream
after death
of
butterflies
............
John is a member of the Carnegie FireWriters group. On September 29th, he participated in a public reading of his work at the Carnegie Community Centre as part of Vancouver's annual Word on the Street literary festival.
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