About Nico.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

his hair used to
be afro

he is original
and tactless

upon a square
face lies a square life

no nonsense
no covers

plain is plain
spade is spade
no diamonds
you do not like
forever...

nothing progresses
in you actually
an old car is still
what you are using
not much money you say
works at harrahs
as a waited still
thriving on tips


bought an old house
in a bad neighborhood

you promise to leave
always wishing to leave
but never leaving
sans the capacity to
really be yourself
after all those years

nothing's changed
i am glad you are still
honest.....