I Keep On Thinking Poem by RIC BASTASA

As we talk
i keep on thinking
who is this man who is talking to me
is he my comrade in poetry?
he is funny and he is hard
he writes too but revises as he says
as often as he wants to
wanting perfection perhaps?
is perfection a good motive to be a man?
or is it nicer to be a man of all the imperfections?
do you wish to insult God with your wish for
perfection?
i keep on thinking and then i keep on writing
aimlessly
firing all my guts to nowhere
and then i stop
i like it this way
aimlessly devoted to
me.