To Where I Am Seated Poem by RIC BASTASA

i am seated and from where i am my mind travels on my eyes that are closed

and i see places where my heart hovers
and i taste the salt of tears and i keep a bowl where i keep
emptiness

i am at rest but it does not mean that i am rested you must know this
when you come to the house asking for pieces of my advice
i only give you
what you deserve and what you are and i tell you about the places where you can be

all from my own point of view and you say you are hurt and you will never come back

i am seated and i am at rest and i have no plans moving my feet to where you are going

i deserve this place and this place deserves me and i ask no more questions for my longing

my eyes are closed, and i keep this voice.