Hell Is Paved With Good Intentions.... - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

by intention, or practical purpose
i only need to heal myself, and i

remember, how bad it is, how wrong,
for a physician to heal himself, or

for a lawyer to defend himself, that
would be a terrible mistake, a physician

or a lawyer for a fool, but this is not
what i want to say, .................

i am here, look at me, i am nowhere,
i have no face, i cannot be touched,

somehow, there is no wish for that,
for i imagine this only as a clinic,

a sofa, where Sigmund is brought to
life again with my words, and he begins

to listen, as i elaborate upon blocks
and blocks of experiences which He has

to reconstruct so that i can be understood
since such understanding can, perhaps,

lead to a cure. I am confident, however,
i know where to go, what to say, and whom

to say it. By intention, there is no wish
to impress, or write the best lines,

this is a soliloquy, a boat in the middle
of the ocean, and there is no island in

sight.By intention, it is just to love
to love and expecting nothing in return.

Topic(s) of this poem: life

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 8, 2016

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