In The House Of Sin... Poem by RIC BASTASA

In The House Of Sin...



sin closes all
the windows and
doors
seals any
entrance of
streaks of
light

the foul smell
does not know how
to stay
the smoke of sin
roams around the house
until it finds
an exit on the
chimney
there is no scream
but the whole
neighborhood sees
and finds
you...

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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