Direct To The Point Poem by RIC BASTASA
Direct To The Point
when the sun lights the grass
there is no detour
it likes it done directly like a
candid shot of
margarita
i like it that way too
straight to my
mouth sliding smoothly into my
throat
there are no rocks that block
my river
no 'on the other hand' or 'what ifs'
that grow in my path
i like it when you tell me
straight from the heart
i like this pain that stabs me right
my eyes not blinking
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