This Self This Home This Now..... Poem by RIC BASTASA

This Self This Home This Now.....



i know
with the thousands i
have
you smirk
for at the end
i have none

not even
a rubber band

not a hand
or a finger

i know
now that you are gone
i have none.

it is better now
now that i have
really none

i am freed of
people
i broke the door
and all the windows
flown


it is home
this self.

Saturday, December 10, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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