RIC S. BASTASA


When My Wife Quarrels With Me - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

when she steps upon the Gaza
and prepares her rockets and shells
fully dressed for a war
on for a real killing
and desire for an all fight,
globalized war
and annihilation
of my own
kind,

i run away and hide in the original
paradise where Adam remembers
how first she was tempted by
Eve together with that Snake
with a very sweet apple
that now sticks
inside his
Throat,

when she follows me
all ready for an all out war
i open my arms, raise them for a sure surrender
kneel before her and kiss her feet
and then i go for the real kill

in paradise i shall make love with her
as the Snake watches and
smothers its slimy body
with that suicidal Envy.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 8, 2009

Poem Edited: Thursday, January 8, 2009


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