Call Me A Snooper Poem by RIC BASTASA

Call Me A Snooper



that vic married a minor
not for love but for
sex alone,
and after all those lust
he finally left her
for another, your friend
who is a psychiatrist,
that now he marries
for a reason
to understand himself
and untangle
all those ropes from
his body,
counting sheep and
dogs,
you doubt how i learn
all these things as i assure
you that all these are
true,
it is simple, it was the loneliness
that built us,
it was the friendship
that keeps us all informed,
that is why
vic finally painted
that portrait of a woman
with twisted eyes
a broken mouth
an incomplete foot.

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