RIC S. BASTASA


To Kill Time - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

it is always that
when i speak to another
stranger that i meet
i ask the same questions
i anticipate the same
answers
same fun same laughter
as though everything is
safely repeated
in the same place like
flower to a stalk
like shoes resting upon
the first stair towards
the floor, all in place
now, and then i find out
that it is the other
and i am just a person
reflecting myself
and expecting that it
will just be myself
repeating who i am
over and over again
which i cannot anymore
explain> whew! what
is happening?
i am not lost. I am
just creating a game
and i am both
the hero and adversary
killing time.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 10, 2013


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