For The Logical Mind...... Poem by RIC BASTASA

If you had a friend
coming to your house
for the first time and
he called and said that
he was lost,

you would ask
same thing,
"Where are you? "

If he can tell you
where he is,
you can tell him
how to get to your house.

You've got to know where
you are
before you can receive
directions where
you need to
be

where is the
poem then?

where are you?
indeed is
more poetic
than the violet
toilet
that you
flush through.

some thoughts
are not synched
lipped, just lipped,
the connection is
simply inside your
mind
from that past
experience in that

mountain of stone
that valley of
misfortune that


bitch on the beach
that still stilt,
stealth, wealth and
filth.

SOMEHOW if you want
clarity,
and order, and logic

this is not the place
for you.