A New Year Dance, , , , Poem by RIC BASTASA

tonight, as you continue
cleaning the house and rearranging
furniture and drapes and
pillow cases,
i keep my silence facing the
monitor,
writing, and writing, and listening
to music,
the classical ones, and then when the
night deepens,
i shall dance the rhumba, chacha and
boogie, or even the tango,
even without you.

for this year, it will be a resolution
for independence and self-sufficiency,
to idolize mr. Bean and just be happy
wordlessly in the ways of life,
streets of desire, labyrinths of hope,
blessed and perhaps all alone.