Reality Bites........ Poem by RIC BASTASA

there is something
inside him that moves

it feels like a sparrow
wanting to take flight from his mouth
which had
been closed for quite a time
now

soon it will come out and he
imagines something more beautiful
than a sparrow

this beautiful thing could also
be a bud wanting to come out from his teeth
to bloom into
a red, red rose

the beauty of a flight finally coming out
from its shell of a mouth
or the red, red rose slowly unfolding
to meet its
perfection

but along this imagination
reality, as usual, bites, and keeps
on biting like a snake
releasing its deadly venom to his
veins

his fear has finally come
this something is neither a sparrow
nor a rose

the following morning he wakes up
spitting it out
and it is nothing but just this
usual human spittle and it

stinks......