Aura 5 Poem by RIC BASTASA

today i watch a film
about love

it is so touching
i had it repeated over and over again

six times and i do nothing but watch
and then it becomes another

meaningless film because i watch it over and over again
which goes without saying

that something always repeated numbs the senses
blunts the taste

and turns out to be senseless

perhaps i will keep it for a while
and let those days, and months and years test it

if it is good, then it must be still good
despite the luster.