Recoil Poem by RIC BASTASA
Recoil
now i am king and now
this is my universe.
and that comforts us once again
that when no one is reading or watching
then dance as though it is your last
sing as though
no one likes to listen
live life
the way life wants itself to be lived
in such a short moment
let there be no rules, let every line be free
let there be only you
in this office break, and say to yourself
i am not dead yet
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