RIC S. BASTASA


Hibernation Of The Self.... - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

this door is closed

the pavement leading to
the stair is not even
allowed to receive
morning messages

the self is hibernating
on winter time
it is putting fire upon
its being
let no one enter
or one gets burned

in this hearth
of cinders
this molten lava
that purifies
rocks


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 28, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 10, 2011


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