Let Us See... Poem by RIC BASTASA

Let Us See...



how is it when tired as a dog
you still write listening to the music of a Spanish guitar
and you imagine yourself as an old cowboy drinking tequila
alone in the veranda facing the desert upon a sinking sunset.
you simply let go
your hat covering your face and then you soundly sleep
dead drunk.

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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