Another Fiction At The 20th Floor Of The Summit Poem by RIC BASTASA

how we wish to keep
it simple, like
love

but most of the time
love gets so complicated, like
betrayal, where

secrets arise, and when there
becomes too
hypocritical, to keep love and
luxury walk together in the park
and in the
veranda of a five star hotel,

now it gets much more folded
and inside the cabinet
of ourselves

we close in, showing nothing but
a well arranged
set of furniture

when the lady of the night comes
there is only this
bottle of champagne
two glasses, some stars in the sky
a glass wall

and from the 20th floor
another love story unfolds,
and at the end
you make a conclusion: this is just fiction
please disregard.