There Is Always A Way... Poem by RIC BASTASA

there is always a way to see
it without being seen or to say
it without having to say it at all.

i salute you, master detector,
and here i am still trying this art
of deception, expressing a feeling
without feelings, running without
covering a distance, working out
a play, living and isolating, dancing
without the music, singing without
the lyrics, trying the whistle of
the heart quivering, grappling with
what i have thrown away and
trying to catch them back all the
way, from a to z.