10: 32≪≪≪≪≪≪≪≪≪≪ - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

i've read your poem.
had a hard time understanding it.
i feel like wasting my time.
perhaps i am too shallow
i do not have your depth.
you are deep and i do not
have those gears and
other props
or perhaps i am just too
lazy to jump into your
or perhaps i just want to
have fun

the words you use are
bellicose, too much
blood in there, the scenes
are deadly
so many are drowning,
and no help is coming

getting to know you
is cumbersome
you are trying to confuse
my state of hibernation
am but a simple
catfish frozen in mud
it is drought time here
and everybody is

i do not have your feet
i have my own fins
caught in suspension
i feel like a block of
soil, pushed and

i may envy you but
i do not understand why

you are new, and original
i am old and wobbled
i am frozen in my own
hibernating world of
a block of soil, solidified
petrified, but in peace.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 28, 2013

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