A Cigarillo Poem by RIC BASTASA

A Cigarillo

Rating: 2.8


a friend of mine
has fully bloomed into
a rare
rafflesia

no longer a
raffleo
but a cigarillo

bred in the U.S.
Works there for years
and comes back
to Dohinob to recall
those old feelings

unburdening himself
unloading money

Dakak and Solinog
and Aliguay
and a feast in Polanco

old and bitchy still
but as he appropriately worded it

'I'm free! ! ! '

(was he in bondage in Dohinob?
was it his prison in his mind?)

just wondering early
at 6 a.m.
without coffee and
bread

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