Comments about brooklyn bkk
(This poem is about a locked up prisoner waiting for his loved ones to write to him.. just so you get the gist of this pome :) enjoy!)
The strangest thing happened today,
an invisable mailman past my way,
He handed me an envelope that just wasn't there,
An invisable mailman- now thats quite rare.
I opened the letter so very wide to find less than nothing deep inside,
I read the words I expected to hear,
But all I could see was invisable air,
your writing so neat- so very clean
so crystal clear- it couldnt be seen
the smell was so faint as I recall,...