1: 21 Poem by RIC BASTASA

1: 21

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guess the hour
of my madness

when loneliness
begins to rise
and move

like a smoke
from the
chimney

it is dark and there is
nowhere to go

Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: loneliness,madness
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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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