I Know What I Do Not Have... Poem by RIC BASTASA
I Know What I Do Not Have...
how shallow
is your water
only toes
how bland is your taste
no finger licking
how gullible are you in this
thing of getting only the honor
which you cannot eat
it is true
one does not live by bread alone
what now? we need salt
and pepper
coffee and water and a little
sugar beside a
slice of bread
sandwiched between honor and
money
do not ask me i know what
i do not have.
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