17881 Poem by RIC BASTASA

THE CATEGORICAL IMPERATIVE

I will do only what is necessary
i can walk alone
without need of you,

i have a room that i am renting
i lock my door

The night will be long and tense
and awkward
but i have wisely chosen it
and i will be responsible for my
silence.

i bleed alright, but it is my own blood.
please, it is none of your business.

i am only doing what fits, what ought
to be
Let me pass. Let me sleep.