Solving The Problem.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

you have come to an age
where feelings have become
mere decorations of your
hours,

as you look at that christmas
tree your feelings have become
nothing but decorative balls
depending on the season kept and
then exposed again and sometimes
if too worn and irrelevant
are simply thrown away

you have graduated from all these
nonsense, grabbing all the way, now
the most important matter, this logic
of living life, freed from the waves
of uncertainties, loving the unlovable,
sticking to unreliability, mourning
for the living, even mourning for yourself
who is all too alive for your unbecoming
tears.

you have come to the age of reason,
that is how they call it, so, keep it
up, live it, avail of all the dimensions,
use the xs and ys, and find the answer.