You Have Never Really Learned How To Live... Poem by RIC BASTASA

you are into
defective situations

how come these dusts
are not wiped out?

oh, these dead rats
are not buried yet

at night you cannot
see stars because of
the rain

you live with someone
whom you cannot change

everyday what you think
is wrong is kept repeated

you take a deep breath
and you keep on adopting

you keep on forgiving and
forgiving until you're about
to go insane


there is a way to keep light
the load she smiles

befriend dusts, why don't
you bury the rats yourself?

do you have someone else in
mind who can also live with
you?

if you have not met
madness if you have not
felt numbness

then, she smiles again,
you have never really learned
how to live.