RIC BASTASA


Forgetting A Lot Of Things.... - Poem by RIC BASTASA

i apologize
to myself
since i easily
forget
and leave those
who have
been patiently
waiting for
me like
a passenger of
a train
waiting for hours
for me to be
taken
in
i forget the hour
i forget
that i am
a train
i forget altogether
time
and the passenger
and then i try
to recall
smoke passing
by my hair
smelling something
hazy
like a perfume
that i
think was there
before
a woman naked
or was it
a horse
running in the
fields of hay

foggy memory
sounds of rain on the month
of May
a friend writes
an email
i Google
a name
figuring out
who's there but it is
misty
smell of burnt
fish
on the fireplace
or was it
at the kitchen?


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 21, 2012



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