Go Away................................................ Poem by RIC BASTASA

i'd take you seriously,
idol, i follow you every
moment when i travel. In

Macau, i read you. In Beijing
i talk about you to another
Australian tourist while
we walk the great wall.

in Bulgaria i cannot help
but compare you to their idol
too. Big parliament building.

wide rivers and a cruise to brag
you again. Time is a revealing

book. The world is tired of you.
Mongolian barbecue. Buzzing bee.

well, i am dropping you. I am
no longer taking your seriously.

you are a passing wind. A storm.
wash away everything. do it quickly.

we will be happy with what is left
even if there is nothing.

go away. My ears are pierced.
go away. we are dead.