I Am............................................................................................................................ Poem by RIC BASTASA

i am telling
myself

i am done with
you
enough is enough

and i walk
some miles
sweating these
out

i am done with
you
i am done with
you

i am trying
to listen to the
chirping of the
birds
i am focusing
on the flying
bees and the
new bloom of flowers

i am done with you
i am done with you


i went as far
as the pagoda
and took my shelter
on the stone of
Buddha

i sense incense
i sit there in
yoga
meditating about
what passes here
what fades
and what comes back
as always

i am done with you
i am done
i am
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