No Nothing.........For E. Poem by RIC BASTASA

i cannot pretend
that i do not know the whole
story

in fact i have read it a long time
ago
when i was as innocent as you

and i cried, and you cried just the same
and there was no way to tell it to anybody
lest it can be mistaken as a weakness
of who we are

i am lost now, and i am trying to find the
way back to my first word,
i am turning back to recall what it really was
which led us to this
uncompromising situation,

i know the whole story by heart
i learned much
but what the hell is happening?

we keep going back there
we keep repeating the same thing
wanting it, always wanting it
no matter what.

how can pain be so sweet? you have
redefined it for me again,
as i write the words, telling the same
story all over again.

if you read this, please tell me where
you are.
as usual we agreed upon this pact,
there will be no telling, no nothing.