Watching Something Else... Poem by RIC BASTASA

i spin some letters, mostly consonants
for fear that so many vowels can be too noisy

sometimes we dwell more on the algebraic
x and y
z comes in to add more anonymity to the equations
that we grapple with everyday

looking for answers
with already prepared quadratic equations

to simplify life we offer simple equations
we reject too many complications and lessen the variables

eating breakfast, drinking the water
mastering the daily sequences and shying away from new innovations

there is no need for more vacations
they are all the same roads and seashores same malls and

delicacies, routine, colors of those items are not really changed,
the taste of that chicken is the same all over the world

be it in Austria or France or
Punta or Galas or Talisay or Sinonok

what matters is the compactness of your belief
inside no one can convince you no one can take you somewhere else