RIC S. BASTASA


Gratis Et Amore... - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

this is what we
do
gratis et amore

we sing
without getting something
in return

there is no money
in poetry
they always say that

art is purposeless
and those who indulge in it
are damned
to eternity

but here we are
masochists in our own right

pains from hammers
right into our head
blasting
exploding
as always as we reap
all our

fourths of Julys
gratis et amore.

Topic(s) of this poem: life


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 19, 2016



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