The Way To Impress.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

most of the time
you are tempted to talk like a mystic
maybe, you simply want to impress
those whom you think are fools

you like it to appear deep and
sonorous, and you talk about rivers
that flow between us, and the place
where wrongs and rights do not exist
and you take pride of that coffee cup
that broke its plastic cover when
you had an encounter with the insurgents
in the mountains

most of the time
there is nothing there but we too understand
how this emptiness makes us shout sometimes
so that we can be mistaken as full.