Blue Butterfly Poem by RIC BASTASA

blue butterfly
so blue fluttering alone
hovering on my yellow green leaf
and stopping for a while
on my shiny, brown twig
tell me if i am smooth
just tell me if
if am good
then leave

blue butterfly
do not ask if my heart is real
do not ask if you can have it
i do not have a heart anymore
for you see i am just this
tree, this twig, this leaf

but blue butterfly
if ever i have a heart

please
do not ask about it
i give it to no one

i am smooth
i am too good
to be owned by
someone