Esterlita Poem by RIC BASTASA

Esterlita



hey, it's 7pm. here in SD!
It's dinner time! ! !
See?
to everything there is a season,
a time to mystify and
a time to satisfy!

there are wrinkles
that refuse to acknowledge
the presence of
a periwinkle, a dimple and
an apple

all rotten except one,
it is gone

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RIC BASTASA

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Philippines
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