They Are One.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

SHE knows how to keep rage
inside a silky pouch and He does not notice
any change at all

SHE is a storm well contained inside the
refrigerator
HE keeps the power off.

SHE goes to places and asks the housemaid
what is going on inside the house
why there is so much silence

HE steps out of the door like a fog escaping
the hold of the cliff upon his collar.

SHE is the omnipotent goddess who loves
and takes care of his affairs.

THERE are no wars waged.
THERE is only the secrecy of keeping and storing
nothing dissipated neither is a scandalous matter
find any page of the gossip news.

HE and SHE, they deserve each other.
TO keep the bond intact, they offer their little sacrifices to
their gods.

THE goddess of restraint.
THE god of concealment.