Cut & Paste Poem by RIC BASTASA

you surf tonight
you see a bungalow beside a lake
abandoned

you do not like what is happening there
the birds are mute
and the ants cannot climb the
star apple tree

so to change at least some things
you cut
the bungalow and place it beside
a rail way where a train moves
to another new destination

you want motion and
a song
you cut some notes from a music website
and put them
inside the throat of the mute bird
and so it begins
to sing
for all the lonely ants in there

and they too, begin to dance and build
their little kingdom

the bungalow appears like a some pieces
of assembled wood
dead

you paste some smoke from a busy chimney
you put some live fishes on the lake

and you look at what you have done
you smile

you are putting life to everything
and finally

you copy a picture of yourself, you cut
and then
paste it there