A Poem For The Talking Man... - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

a talkative man
has nowhere to go
he will be taken
into hell by his
very own words
as he unable to keep
his mouth
shut soon like a fish
he shall be caught
by a hook and line
dropped by
a greedy fisherman.

in a sense after a time
i begin to miss
the misfortune of that
talking man

in the middle of this
journey inside a car
on a long journey
the sound of silence

and i begin to bleed
and having a hard time
to breathe
i stop the car
goes outside it and
wished that the
talking is with me
so i may forget
what haunts me inside
like the furies.

Topic(s) of this poem: life

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 28, 2016

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