RIC S. BASTASA


4: 45 P.M. Office - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

i call it another form of
familiarity between a superior
and a subordinate

trivial matters like how can
a married woman betray
a husband?

the clerk knows how to
make the story more interesting
on such a small place as this
where each knows every lock
of hair before it falls

the husband knows what is
the real score
but keeps a blind eye
he does not love the wife anyway
and he does not value honor
loves to curl and just be
henpecked and economically
dependent

talks move on to politics
who the probable senators are
and what this new crop of
party list can possibly do to
change the state of this nation

until then,
the clock strikes for the closing of the office
i think i was babbling
and they were not really listening
just that


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 4, 2010



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