Now That The Door Is Closed... Poem by RIC BASTASA

Now That The Door Is Closed...

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do not challenge me
into this game
of forgetting

the way to ignore
is no longer new
to me

it has become an art
the way to erase faces
on walls

to put names on paper
and then burn them

do not tell me who i am
i know myself well

i have given much
you see i never asked something
in return

so you are never a part of myself
if you were

you were such a stain
and i do well with what should
now be invisible

now that this door is closed
do not utter my name.

Sunday, January 3, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Melissa Patty 03 January 2016

Really like this poem! Well written

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