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  3197.     

1: 38 Dawn...

inside the room
divided by the light brown drapes
between me and the window
beyond the steel gates
is the world... it is cold and dark
and there is no one
walking on the road...i peep
and let the cold wind
enter the orifice of
my nostrils...it is cold and dark
and there is no one in this house...
everyone is either asleep
or gone away for good,
their names are listed and
there are some
short biographies...this must
be a little scary
says the listening wall...

it is. Sickness confronts
the eyes of those who want to
write some short notes
of their brief stay
or visit as you want to call it...
Eye to eye, in the most silent
silence, the man in his usual
black robe,
through his hands
speak.

and the world trembles
we want to kneel and ask for more
but nothing
shall be given.... that is a
fact.
 
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  3198.     

1: 55 A.M.

the cicadas still sing
that early
in this small town and
everyone is

in fact everything is
so quite that if you
are awake at this hour
unholy as they call it

(but so holy to me
i think)

i can still hear
the voice wanting
to be spoken
deep inside the
linings of my
esophagus

there is this mummy
of the sarcophagus
wanting to be
reborn

honestly the name
still slips
in my tongue

perhaps this could
be the poem
about cicadas
and their songs

or the sound of
quiet
the murmur
of peace
long gone
now
trembling at the
tip of my lips

who knows?
if at a little stare
on the wall
soon i shall understand
and decipher
what slime is there
that wants to speak
inside my
throat
but still wanting to
be swallowed
honestly
 
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  3199.     

10

what i am
time erases from time to time
what i write
the letters fade and what
comes back to my mind
is the blankness
of the wall

i have no complain about
the ways of this
eraser
in fact
that is the way how i want
myself to be

fresh to the waking up
of all hours
new to every eyes
horizons stretching
without end
roads flying roads
birds with four
to eight wings
 
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  3200.     

10 Mnutes More

10 minutes more to go
please say 'i love you so'
then i will repay you
 
RIC S. BASTASA
   
 
 
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